Fever and babysitting

Our week was good, but poor Eliza has suffered since Tuesday night with a fever. It ranged from 101-103.8. Yesterday she was on Tylenol and Ibuprophen when it peaked at 103.8. Today, finally, it came down to 99.8. She was even giggling as she watched Tom and Jerry cartoons today. You may be wondering what the cause of the fever is. We're guessing a virus. Her throat has been terribly sore, but a strep test came back negative. Poor kid. She will have 3 days of catch up work to do next week.

By the way, how old were you when you first babysat your siblings or someone else's kids? I was 11 when a neighbor called and asked me to babysit for her two kids. Her oldest daughter was a year younger than me, so I thought it was strange that she wanted me to babysit. I found out later that the mother thought I was 12. Please vote on the sidebar about babysitting wages. I don't use an actual babysitter, but I am beginning to consider it. I have no idea what I would pay one.

A working woman

In an attempt to figure out what I want to be "when I grow up," I started teaching preschool this week. After just three mornings I haven't figured much out yet, but I do know this. 

• Hanging out with 17 three year olds is intense. (Duhh!)
  
• I love little kids. They are quick to give hugs and forgive.
• I am more comfortable hanging out with kids than adults.
• I love teaching children, and even better, I love watching children learn.
• I love recognizing the gifts Heavenly Father has blessed them with. 
• Children need structure and consequences. Without it chaos rules, and I do not like chaos. 

Oh and, Happy Valentine's Day!