Diary of a Confused Mom (in Morocco): December 22nd 2016

It's definitely a slanket and fluffy socks kind of evening.

I don't yet have a slanket, though I have every intention of buying one as soon as possible. And my fluffy socks, well let's just say they occupy a very special place in my heart at the moment.

Diary of a Confused Mom (in Morocco): December 21st 2016

T stayed home sick yesterday. 

In the evening, he was tired and slumped on our office chair. 

A few minutes later I found Z rolling him carefully and deliberately to 'deliver' him to his bedroom. It was hilarious yet incredibly sweet all at once.

Diary of a Confused Mom (in Morocco): December 17th 2016

It's my first day out in a loooong time. Happy for some fresh air and change of scenery.

I really should stop my habit of mistaking other people's cars for mine and trying to get into them...

Diary of a Confused Mom (in Morocco): December 16th 2016

I've been sick for two weeks and only seemed to be getting worse the past two days. 

It's rare that I take antibiotics eagerly, but I was more than happy this time. My body was failing me.

Diary of a Confused Mom (in Morocco): December 6th 2016

In a moment of creative inspiration O & T created two 'booths' in our home. One offered childcare services while you used the other - massage. It was like an answered prayer.

They were both amazing at it too. T took such good care of his little brother, that Z didn't want to leave the 'playground' and O gave me a massage that seriously rivaled some of the professionals I've been to lately.

Well worth the $1.50 they charged me and I have to say, as far as setting up booths, forts and having a general 'gymnastics' area, the Moroccan salon pillows we recently had put in are well worth it too!