Eleanor's headache has continued unabated, so we made a trip to the local doc. While she was being examined, Emma and I sat on the waiting room floor and practiced reading sight words.

The doctor thinks it's a migraine, but Eleanor has never had one before, so it's still a small mystery. One theory is that allegies triggered it, but nobody really knows. They sent her home with an injection and a prescription and she's in bed now, hoping the pain stops. She may miss out on the Fort Wilderness fun this weekend if things don't clear up. We're worried but hopeful.

So I'm Mr. Mom today. Emma is helping me do the laundry and errands, and in between I try to get a bit of work done. We are coping. It's a bummer to be stalled like this, but on the other hand a migraine for four days would be a bummer no matter where we were.

Emma has made a drawing for you, of her trailer. Drawing is one of her favorite pastimes, and I have been meaning to share some of her artwork with you for a long time. Today seemed the right day to show this five-year-old's view of our home on wheels.