Friday, January 21, 2011


After the holidays, I gave myself a virtual pat on the back. Almost mid-January, and we seemed to have escaped any bouts of sickness.

I should know better.

A quick stomach virus quickly blew in. Left trembling in its wake, my older daughter got the Fifths Virus. Then the little one got impetigo.

I haven't been alone in 168 hours. Yes, I'm counting.

The dog? He's a happy camper. The Mom? Not so much.

1 comment:

Jill said...

That's a heck of a lot of time to be stuck with your kids ... no offense, of course!

Hope everyone feels good soon. You all need a break. From each other!