Pink Eyes of Elephants

C-man is home today with pink eye. So between trying to work (this is the craziest week of work - one day off is killing me), putting drops in his eyes every 2 hours (which makes him giggle hysterically, so he closes his eyes, making the task impossible and even more hysterical) and making Play-doh elephants, I'm putting the term "multitasking" to its test. On the good side, I'm able to get a bunch of laundry done I wasn't able to get to this weekend. I know, lame, but it makes me happy to have it done. I think if his eyes clear up enough so he doesn't look like a drug addict, I might take him to Lowes so he can run around a bit and burn off this energy.