My son, aka the munchkin, who never got sick, finally did so this weekend. And let me tell you, the cold he brought home more than made up for the time he lost.
And finally, he shared something with the family, launching it airborne and spreading it to the rest of us with great efficiency.
I stayed home from work today because I was sick, and my oldest stayed home from school. After school, youngest and the munchkin were hyper, oldest was cranky, the dogs were yapping, and I was about ready to lose my mind. When my youngest followed me down to the basement and scared the life out of me with her light-up Hello Kitty boots when I came around the corner, my voice dropped into the calm, controlled, quiet range that my kids just KNOW means danger. Youngest decided to go to her room for a while. Next thing I know, supper is ready, and all three kids are sound asleep.
Do you think I woke them? Let's just say we can always have that chicken and rice tomorrow night, too.