Sunday, November 18, 2007

from these trenches.


Sometimes there's just nothing cute or funny to report. Sometimes 2/3 of the family is sick and you find yourself envying them because sleep sounds nice. Miss Independent becomes a cuddler, who sounds like she has a pack-a-day habit. And The Dadaship looks like he's seconds from sinking. You just hang on. Thankful that it won't last forever. Thankful that there's been no puking (thank you, Sweet Jesus). Thankful that you're well enough to make them soup and jello and that your patients are down for the night (I can dream) just as your patience expires.

8 comments:

priscilla tilgner said...

IS SHE STILL ILL? POOR THING! WHERE WUOLD THE WORLD BE WITH OUT MOMMAS AND CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP?

Ona said...

Hope everyone feels better!

Glory Laine said...

Bummer. But don't you love the extra cuddle time?

Mrs. Ranch said...

I'm so sorry :( Mason sounds like he has a pack a day habit too. I haven't been out of the house in 5 days, so I'm sympathizing with you, my neighbor.

Hope you stay well. Take your vitamins!!

Alida said...

Oh no! I don't which is worse, when it hit everyone at once, or one at a time.

Everyone at once is bad, too much to handle. One at a time is bad because it lasts so darn long!

Sigh...

I hope this week is better for you.

Hosmerita said...

I hope that 2/3 of your family feels better soon! That picture is heartbreaking. She looks so sad and sick.
I hope you all feel better soon.

mcmom said...

I hope you guys get well.

Mrs. Ranch said...

How is she tonight? I hope she's feeling better. It was nice to hear your voice this morning :) Mason's cough is almost gone-completely. It's so weird how it was so bad and then disappeared. I hope Claire gets over it quickly too.