All the kids have it now except Isaac. Being up most of the night makes me feel literary, so here are a few turns of phrase describing our situation.
We are wading through the vale of vomit and the fens of fever.
We guzzle Gatorade.
We love laundry.
Our commodious couch is a cave of contagions.
This is a nasty one - Em is on day 5! I'm glad we have time to get it out of our systems before Utah next week.
2 comments:
sorry Marian, not fun!
So sad!
Ah, Marian Shakespeare. Contagions--makes me think Hamlet. :)
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