Right now as I post I am listening to my two children compete to find out who is the sicker of the two. The oldest, I'll call, Monkey (his choice, not mine) had a really high fever a few days ago and now has this lovely phlegmy cough. The youngest, I'll call, Peanut (my choice, not his) had a touch of the fever and now has the runny nose, watery eyes, sneezing and cough. They are laying together on my bed, anyone want to take bets on how long it'll be before my husband and I have one or more of these symptoms? They look pathetic, sound even worse and are milking it for all it is worth. "Mom could you...I'm too sick, mom I can't, cause I have the fever." I think it's cute but I don't think it'll be as cute if it continues much longer or if I become sick.
These are the days when I feel that Mother's Day should be turned into Mother's Week. One day a year to say thanks for all you have done and will do for us just doesn't seem enough when you are taking care of the house, the sick kids, the kids with attitude and then still trying to keep yourself awake long enough to be the loving wife that our husbands expect us to be. Oh well at least there is a day for us to be appreciated.
Have a great day and if you have sick ones give them a kiss and a hug and then go take your Airborne. :-)
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Oh, Poor Jenn!
Hang in there. It's March now, closer to spring and closer to someone's Birthday!
Hugs to everyone. Get over the crud.
Love, Lolo
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