Days of Whine and Noses

Remember my triumphant post about solitude? Well, suckah, that's over.

The Babe is home sick, yet again. Coughing, snotty, feverish, and less miserable than she should be because she's happily watching a "Maisie" DVD.

One of these days, I'll fall into a groove. Can it not be in fifteen years? Can it be a teeny, tiny bit sooner?


Lori N said...

I hear ya sister! T has been down for the count since Monday night.

Someday our groove will come.

rebecca said...

Please spare my children, o narsty flu!