How We're Looking

I made the comment last night that I wish we didn't cycle through sickness, I thought it would be tidier if we were all sick at once.

Oh, be careful, Little Mouth, what you say.

Last weekend, Sarah Grace kicked off the fun. She spent Sunday and Monday and part of Tuesday walking around in a fever induced fog. No other symptoms. Wednesday, she was sluggish, but no fever and seemed happier. Thursday she started coughing. She still coughs if she is over active or after laying down for a while. Nights are tough. For the most part, though, she is back on her feet. She even went to church with Joshua tonight.

Sarah Grace excitedly came in and told me all about her date
with Daddy to church and then out to eat!

Tuesday, I joined in on the fun. Yesterday, Elizabeth started. By bedtime she was a sweet but pathetic bundle of sunshine. Anna, who has been blessing me by sleeping six+ hours at night, opted to try out the three-ish hour routine again last night. Between meals at some point, Thomas started crying out. His throat was bugging him badly and he had spiked a temperature.

Thomas musters a smile for the camera. Such the ham.

It was a l-o-n-g night. And a bit of a long day. A houseful of crabby kids never makes for a smooth day.

Elizabeth insisted on wearing a bow. A girl must always try to look her best.
Those sweet eyes gave her away, though. This baby doesn't feel good.

Thankfully, I didn't take it as badly as the kids seem to have gone down. Joshua hasn't blinked yet.

The conversation with the fish must have been dull.