50 never felt so lovely

Madz woke up with all sorts of shit stuck to her face. Snot from her nose stuck her hair to her cheek, eye boogers stuck her eye lashes together and the rest of her face was stained with spots where her eyes were running. She was a pathetic sight. It looks like she has caught the brunt of the cold now.

We cuddled and played with farm animals for a while until Emma woke up. Most of the day was pretty layed back. The highlight of the day came the trip to Target to secure a storage bin for some stuff in the laundry room. One can never have enough storage bins! If only I had a P-Touch labeler . . . . Watch out Martha Stewart!

Madz nap was not great. Poor thing could not get comfy and once she did fall asleep she was quickly woke up by a cough. So she got up and we cuddled in my bed, ate a couple of snacks and just relaxed.

Jay got home and we packed the girls up to go spend the evening with Grandma Kim and Grandpa Don. We were off to a restaurant that was holding a seminar/talk/speech, whatever you want to call it, on MS. The main speaker was Randy Shapiro. He is kind of the grand pubah of MS.

We found the talk very enjoyable, very imormative and very uplifting. He was very positive on all of the advancents in MS and all of the drugs out there. He showed some studies about the different drugs, and many of them indicated Rebif being the superior drug. That was a nice relief.

He discussed and showed what exactly happens inside the body when it has MS - wow, is that complicated! - but, why the body starts to break down like that is unknown. At the end of the speech we went up to him to tell him how much we enjoyed his talk. He asked the question that everyone asks right when you tell them that you have MS (at least those that have MS ask this) "Who is your Dr?" I told him Dr. Parry and he said that he trained him. That was a nice feeling.

When we got into the car, the thermometer in the car said 50 degrees. It was lovely. Back to Grandma and Grandpa's house to pick up two very tired little girls from one very tired Grandma and not-so-tired Grandpa. Even though Grandma read the girls books, Emma was insistant on getting another one read. So, I went to go and lay Madeline down and after we got the humidifier set up and tucked in for the night, we came down and found Emma as shown in the photo. She crashed right in the middle of playing an intense imaginary game of house with her dolls.

I need to get a little beauty sleep. Hold all comments to yourself.