It's been an eventful last 2 days.
To begin, my car wouldn't start after work on Monday. My battery was dead. I must have bumped an overhead light getting Harper out of the car and it was on all day and drained the battery. Not really a big deal in and of itself. However, I stayed later than I usually do at work and only had 20 minutes to get over to Harper's baby school before it closed. Not the best time frame to try to find someone to jump your car. Luckily, one of my co-workers had jumper cables. But, when we went to connect the cables, we couldn't find the battery in my car. I know it sounds silly, but it's true. To my credit, there were some complicating factors such as a dark parking garage and the fact that I was stressed about getting to baby school in time. And, the battery in my car is not in an obvious place. Here, see for yourself. This isn't a picture of my car, but it's the same model and year. Can you find the battery (in the dark and under stress)?

It's not obvious, is it? It's hiding under the nondescript black cover thing in the very back.

In the process of looking for the battery, I accidently broke off a corner of the engine cover thing. Rob was not happy.

Anyway, we finally got the car started (which took several attempts - making us think that it may be a more serious problem than just the battery. But I said a prayer on the last attempt and it started.). Needless to say, I was a little late to pick Harper up. But I called them when I discovered that my car was dead to let them know I was probably gong to be late and they were fine with it (I love Harper's baby school).
The next bit of excitement came when I picked Harper up. Her teacher told me that she was running a temperature. She started getting some congestion on Sunday, but it wasn't anything serious. Just typical baby school induced crud. But by Monday night, she had a fever of 102. So, yesterday, I took her to the doctor and stayed home with her the rest of the day. No ear infection and her lungs are clear. Just a virus of some sort. Good news, all things considered. She's a little better today, but still not well enough to go back to school. Our friends, Laurie and Ed, volunteered to hang out with her so that I could go to work. So awesome. Harper loves them and I know she will have a good day.
The morals of this story are:
1. pray on the first attempt, not the last one
2. try to be more gentle with engine covers to avoid your husband's wrath
3. be thankful for friends who like your kid almost as much as you do and who are willing to hang out with her even when she's sick
The end.