Turns Out...

that a week of sickness makes for not a lot to report, or even comment on.  We've been spending a lot of time sitting on the couch watching TV.

Elijah was horribly ill Monday - Wednesday.  Better on Thursday.  Sick again on Friday - Saturday.  I think he averaged 14 hours of sleep a night.  Most days he went to sleep at 4:30 or 5 p.m. and slept until 8 in the morning.  It was fascinating to see our crazy active boy being so still.  He couldn't even sit up for dinner.  He just laid his head down on the table and ate a few saltines.  Poor kid.

Teancom was sick Friday - Saturday, just as Elijah was mostly better.  He's alright now, even though, just like Elijah, he has a horrible cough and wakes up several times in the middle of the night.  Rob goes in with his Vick's VapoRub to give them some chance of sleeping.

Miciah held off until today, and I would like to say that I'm a little tired of all the TV watching.  I like cuddling with my kids and all that, so I guess there's a positive to it all.  She won't be going to school tomorrow, so I guess it'll be one more day of sitting around.

I'm sure that I'm next, and I don't like waiting for it.  I feel like I'm wearing a big target on my chest.  I kinda wish that I was already sick, just so I'd know.  And I REALLY wish that all my kids had been sick at the same time.  Dragging it out isn't my favorite.

A happy report:  My brother braved our sick lair and came down for the weekend!  Thanks, Keith, for coming down.  We like having you around.

Hope you've all been staying healthy!