Oy Vey!

I'm having all sorts of problems today.

I woke up this morning feeling much better, or so I thought. By late afternoon, I was feeling so cold. I kept checking the thermostat and it said 70 degrees. Then it dawned on me, I should check my temperature. Sure enough, I'm running a fever. Not bad, but a fever nonetheless.

Do you remember when I hurt my hand on the jogger while you were here?

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It is still bruised. I have a bruise on my foot, my inner thigh (from the rail car bar hitting me) and many other random bruises that just aren't going away. I think I am having a iron/Vit C problem. I am going to go tomorrow and pick up some vitamin c stuff.

Depending on how I feel in the morning, we may or may not go picnicking at Sprewell Bluff.

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Autumn and I have been working on her cubbie stuff for AWANA at nap time.

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I am amazed at how many verses she knows already.

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Autumn had a pretty good day today at school. She did act out again at home. I am having major behavioral issues with the girl. She has been very ugly to Millie. Saying mean things and physically hurting Millie. I went through my consequences in order with her and we ended with a spanking. I think she will do better now. It is so strange because they have been so loving with each other, but sometime after nap time, it is like Autumn flips on this evil switch. I don't get it, but I am hoping to get a grip on it.

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Miss Millie at bedtime last night. She said that "daddy is princess and that Millie loves daddy princess."

Autumn has been going to bed really early, so this last picture is of Millie tucking Autumn in. Autumn has been going to bed around 7 pm and Millie still at 8 pm. I think Autumn is going through a growth spurt on top of all this other stuff. She is eating more than me.

So, I am hoping that a good nights sleep tonight will find me waking up feeling much better in the morning.

In other news, Madeline is having surgery tomorrow. They are removing her tumor and thymus (the tumor is on her thymus) robotically. Hopefully all goes well with that, we are all feeling a little nervous about it.

I love you and I miss you.

Your current wife and favorite airman. xoxo

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The count: 118 and 6 (how lame is that, it has not even been a week since you left).

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