head cold!

A nasty virus is going around and my little grandbaby Dakota is really sick!  First they thought he had pink eye, then a cold, then pnemonia, now after a test it's a virus.  Poor kid, at least my stepson, his daddy is able to be home with him.  My daughter in law had to take 3 days off last week to take him to the doctor.  And Jacob was sick before him.  I hope I didn't give it to him because I have a head cold too. 

I had a bunch of kids sick on my routes too.  Even the naughty ones got it.  Fever, sniffles, ick!   

My problem child got written up again yesterday for swearing at me.  But today she must of been clued in about the luxery of riding a warm bus verses walking 5 miles home in the 20 degree windys if she got kicked off the bus and was overly nice to me today.  Not one arguement.  I was nice but not my usual friendly self.  This little one needs to earn back my trust.  I still fill bad though how little must a kid think of themselves to act out so much?  I've put my foot down with the rest, walking around the back of bus to socialize while I am going 55 down a highway is pushing it.  I moving to more drastic measures via written conduct reports.  That should do the trick.

On Sunday my stepmom called seems she talked to my sister-in-law who is having the twins.  Even after I asked my brother what I could do to help he still didn't tell me that he is building a master bedroom for himself and his wife.  And it's not done.  My husband and stepsons are in the trades, they did most of the work on their own houses, including electrical, and dry wall.  I called him and volunteered my family to help.  He was thrilled and I scolded him for trying to do everything on his own. 

Tomorrow his wife is due to have a c-section with the twins.  I have no midday so I am planning on heading to the hospital for moral support.  Fingers crossed and many prayers for  a good outcome.  I have always believed in the power of prayer and miracles.  They do happen.