It's Raining, It's Pouring...

Okay, so much for our 12" of snow. It's freaking raining out! Okay, it's supposed to freeze and turn to sleet and then snow later tonight. But Mark clearly didn't say it was going to be like THIS. Yesterday we did our fun outdoor stint. Well, we came home and C-man wanted to sleep on Beerman's lap. He woke up with a raging fever. I said more than a few inappropriate swears. Clearly, he had a bug brewing, but I surely didn't help it by dragging him outside to go sledding. So the Bad Mom award goes to me. Nice going, eh? Today's the Daytona 500. Boogety-boogety-boogety-Redneck Heaven!