So, we’re still sick. Jamie’s hospital X-rays finally came back, disproving the pneumonia theory and likely pointing in the direction of H1N1. Fortunately, we’ve survived the worst and are no longer I-can’t-drag-my-body-out-of-bed kinda sick but more like the walking dead. We’re back in school and life and are no longer contagious but the lingering cough and fatigue are pretty darn miserable.
Plus, we’ve been busy helping my in-laws pack for their big move next week, which ain’t exactly helping in the Rest and Recovery process.
Of course life with The Children is never dull, especially when you have Hadley around who is the very antithesis of boring. While snuggled up before bedtime, we had the following conversation.
Me: I want to hear the best and worst things that happened to everyone today.
Jamie: The worst thing that happened to me was when Hadley ate my ice cream.
Me: Oh. Anyone else?
Hadley: My best thing was when I ate Daddy’s ice cream.
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