Update

Lolo is still run down today. Jim came home for a bit earlier this evening and was able to eat dinner with us. Lolo put her head in his lap so he could just rub her head. When Jim got paged, she wandered over to me, crawled in my lap, and melted like a puddle. Goodness, I was worried about her. It's so unlike Lolo to be tired and run down like this for so long. While I'm sure it's just a cold, it's still just a bit disconcerting.
Norah's still running at full steam. Yesterday, she tried to carry the school bus up the stairs by herself. I told her the school bus stays downstairs. She said "no." I said "Norah, do you need to sit on the naughty step." She nodded, bumped her diaper bottom down the steps, and sat down. Unbelieveable.
On a sweeter note, we were saying grace at dinner and Norah looks over and says, "Mama, I love God." I do too, Zippy.