Today we were *supposed* to get my 10yo daughter's braces off... and then she and her brother had a field trip scheduled to Legoland. What a busy, happy day!
But 10yo woke up with a fever. We took her to the orthodontist, vaguely hoping he'd still pry off all that metal. Nope. No ortho. And no Legoland. I got BFF to take my son to his field trip (I had all the passes) so at least he didn't have to stay home. 10yo and I hung out... she coughed, played Minecraft, and took a nap.
Me? I took the extra day at home with nothing planned and started on my Christmas sewing. (I know, I said I wouldn't do any. Did you believe me?)
Eees plushy and soft and squish. Have I mentioned that I have a textile PROBLEM? :)