Now Rose, Henry, Dean and I are all sick. Dean went to work anyway but I’m sure he’s not having the best day. We all have different combinations of the same symptoms: cough, fever, sore throat, pink eyes (Henry has all those symptoms.) And I have no voice. I’ve had the kids watching DVDs or PBS all morning and I did get one short nap in myself, and now that they’re in their naps I’ll be following suit.
I guess the universe is conspiring against our getting the girls’ room painted. Oh, well. At least I didn’t have many outside commitments the beginning of this week (although Rose did have to miss gymnastics this morning.) I have more things to do towards the end of the week, so I guess I’ll be playing it by ear on those.