Well, the meds didn't go all that well on Monday. The little guy got to school and promptly threw up. Nice. Of course, he says it was the grape juice that made him sick and not the medicine, but who knows? The doctor recommends waiting until this weekend to give it a trial run at home. We'll have to see how that goes.

The littlest guy had a dentist appointment this morning. Although they tried a new technique that didn't involve needles, he ended up in a lot of pain and is now at his Aunt Kel's house watching cartoons. I'm hoping the Motrin she gave him will take the edge off.