It's almost February, so that can mean only one thing - everyone in the house is required to get sick for at least a week. Not only is this a requirement, but a good time that is had by all. Because Shea is the oldest, it is his birthright to present us with the sickness of the day. This year, he chose Bacterial Pneumonia. A wondrous, exciting, and yet not completely debilitating illness that can wreck havoc not only on your respiratory system, but also your appetite. So, the good news to come out of this is that I will not be contributing as much to my local supermarket this week...Some pointers for sick children. Well, some pointers for anyone dealing with MY sick children.
1. Telling Chloe to cover her mouth when she coughs is as useful as expaining gravity to a Yankees fan. You can explain it over and over. The concept is just way too much for them to comprehend.
2. Peanut butter sandwiches, while usually the staple of Chloe's diet, will be rendered useless. And yet somehow, peanut butter will still find it's way to the furniture...
3. When a cranky and tired Shea says that he wants you to move out from in front of the TV, do as you are told. You may just find yourself under fire of pillows.
4. And of course, whatever you do, the words "doctor" and "shot" shall not be used in the same sentence. Even if that sentence is - "I played golf with Dr. Minor today, and he shot a 75!!"
So, in short, it has been quite a week. I had promised myself that I would get to this blog more than once every 10 days. Hopefully, I will soon be able to put that plan into motion. Until then, I will take advantage of the semi peaceful home that I have been provided by children sitting quietly sipping water and watching Dora....
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