I have officially decided that pleuracy is an illness spawned directly from Satan himself. I don't know what that says about me seeing as it's infiltrated my body, but I'm soooo incredibly over it and ready to not have to brace myself to cough. And sneezing is a luxury I never fully appreciated before. I went back to the doctor because my side was hurting much worse, and she decided to do an x-ray on my ribs to see if one was cracked or broken and said she'd give me a prescription for Loritabs if it was. Well, it's not, but I still asked about the pain killers. She explained that Loritab is a narcotic and I need an anti-inflammatory, so ibuprofen should be good enough. I didn't say that if I get enough narcotics in my system the pain would eventually go away, but that's what I was thinking. Anyways, I went back to work today with no kids, which I think is a good way to start out -- gradually. As much as I was dreading it last night, it was kind of nice to be back in my old routine. I've always thought that Andy's life was much easier with getting to go to work all day, and now that I go to work all day, my thought has been confirmed. Being a stay-at-home mom is the hardest job in the world. So, before we went back to school, we went to a birthday party for a kid at church at this place called INK (Interactive Neighborhood for Kids), and it was pretty neat. It's set up like a little town with a grocery store, bank, doctor's office, dentist, hair salon, restaurant, etc. Evan spent the majority of his time at the grocery store while Drew and Alli visited the hair salon, and then decided that they liked the playground best, which I guess is what they prefer in a real town, so why not in a pretend town? Here's Evan shopping: 
And here are Drew and Alli at the hair salon:
And here are Drew and Alli at the hair salon:
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That place looks so cute... that's awesome that Evan shopped for groceries. He looks like he's putting a lot of thought into that produce.
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