When it Rains...

I've been sick, sick, sick, sickety-sick with a sinus infection and now debilitating allergies. I've been curled up in bed for days, but made it out today to take Cleo to the dentist where the bad news piled up. Not only does she have a dead tooth, but she needs a root canal and she has a cavity between two of her molars on the top. The dentist made the mistake of saying that Cleo would be getting a "crown" and now Cleo is obsessed with the idea. Try persuading a princess-obsessed four year old that a crown is just fancy talk for a special tooth cover and you'll know what I mean. I've been dealing with questions all afternoon like "Will my crown be pink? Will it have jewels? Can I take it to school? Why does my mouth need a crown?" It's been a challenging afternoon, and between blowing my nose I've attemted to do damage control. Luckily, both kids took a long, two-hour nap, and I was able to heft my five loads of laundry to the laundry room. Unluckily upon waking up Cleo has been rubbing her left ear and saying it hurts. So I'm trying to make an appointment to take her to the doctor tomorrow morning to find out if she has an ear infection so I'll know if I need to cancel her root-canal appointment. Urgg...