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Potty Training and Sickness . . .Oh My!
We’ve had a fun last couple of days. Madison caught a nasty summer virus. What do I mean by nasty? Well, it causes fevers for up to 7 days and blisters in the back of your throat! At this point, she’s complaining that it hurts when she swallows. She’s had fevers up to 104 degrees already. She’s been to her doctor, so we’ve ruled out strep throat. However, I’m keeping my fingers crossed. We are suppose to go camping this weekend and I’m hoping she gets better so we can still go. I’m also hoping Will doesn’t get this. It’s pretty nasty.
And potty training. If I only had one kid, I would think we are great. Overall, Will seems to get it. His accidents are more of the #2 variety. I can deal with that. 
He did start speech therapy last week, and it went well. I think he may be ready for preschool come fall (though he needs to be 100% potty trained by then).
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Blogworld Day 2 – Evening
After the Mark Cuban speech, I went back to my hotel and dropped all of my stuff off (basically, I had another entire bag of free swag). A bunch of bloggers were planning to meet at the Bellagio, so I had a little bit of time to catch the monorail and head over there. We met for the picture (which I need somebody to send me a copy of) and did a bit of gambling as you can see:
No matter what machine Colleen went on, she won. That girl is lucky. While we were out, I kept thinking that I had a rock in my shoe. Finally, I took my shoe off to see what was going on, and I realized that I had a blister. I wore a pair of shoes that I have owned for over ten years out there. I am thinking that was not a good idea. I should have invested in some Geox shoes or some Josef Seibel shoes instead. Those probably wouldn’t have given me blisters. We moved from the Bellagio to (I think) Paris. I think from there we went to the Imperial Palace (and we walked it). It didn’t really matter where I gambled — I didn’t win anything. I called it an early night from the Imperial Palace, since my feet were killing me, PostieCon was the next day, and I swear that they had their heat turned on. It was so hot in the casino there. (I think my early night got me back to my hotel at midnight — maybe a little before).
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