Everyone is sick

All three of us became sick this week. I don't know if we ran ourselves to the end of our rope or if the sickness gods decided it was our turn, It's one thing when you get sick but when your little daughter gets sick for the first time it tough because she doesn't realize why she is having a hard time breathing or coughing up junk. I've read that the common cold (although this felt much worse than the common cold) runs it's course in seven days and true enough this is the seventh day and we are all starting to feel normal.
I'm not sure if I believe in this idea of Dayquil and Nightquil because the Dayquill makes my head spin just like the night stuff does. Has anyone else had this experience?
When you operate on such a tight schedule getting sick is not part of the program. It's not easy to study when your head feels like a balloon or have to think about chemistry. So now that we are all starting to feel better it's time to catch up on the homework we have put off for a week!

A little fly fishing

Studying with a seven month old

Ah the days of immobility are now days of the past for Ada. She started crawling about three weeks ago and as excited as we were to have her move on her own, it has created a new set of issues. The first and most important is trying to study and make sure she doesn't hurt herself. I had recently watered the plants and Ada thought that the ficus tree might make something fun to play in especially since she has never played with mud before. I walked out of the room for a minute to come back and find her covered in dirt and somehow managed to take her pants off.
Anyway school is a constant challenge not just because of my daughter but my wife went back to school full time as well. Time to study is the major issue with us.
We are in constant competition for study time but somehow we manage to get things accomplished. It makes both of us wonder what we did with all of our "free time" before we had Ada and started school.

My daughter and the Super Bowl

I was not really that concerned with who won the Super Bowl since the Steelers were not in it but I was hoping that the Saints would be able to pull it off anyway.
That afternoon Ada (my daughter) was taking a nap and I was thinking the timing was perfect; she would wake up and I would feed her then head over to my friend Alan's to watch the second half of the game. When she awakened from her nap it started with screaming that lasted for about twenty minutes until she was calm enough for me to give her a bottle. That was good for awhile until the car ride, which I think Ada might be the only seven month old that does not enjoy a drive even if it is only ten minutes.
We arrive at Alan's, Ada is still screaming, tears running down her face by now and I cannot get her to stop. I walk around outside with her for awhile hoping she will calm down but cries for another twenty minutes.
Finally she runs out of tears and I feel terrible, the neighbors are wondering who is pulling their kids arms off so we go inside.everything is going great until Alan's wife wants to hold her and the crying starts all over again.
Is this seperation anxiety? She was never like this before, her age might have something to do with it now that she is more aware of things and people.
So we watched the rest of the game the Saints won, she fell asleep and woke up as I was putting her in the car carrier and cried the whole way home and fell asleep in my arms, pissed at me for taking her away from home but at least the SAaints won the Super Bowl!