June 27th, 2013 → 8:08 am @ // No Comments

    “There was never yet philosopher
    That could endure the toothache patiently.” – Much Ado About Nothing

It started Saturday evening when my son, whom I was cuddling nicely on the couch, pushed himself up off my chest and barfed all over me.  (I notice whenever he’s most warm and cuddly, that’s the time to watch out.  Nothing is ever as risk-free as it seems. 😉 ) By Monday I was ill.  Our house is currently infected with an awful flu and we’re not bearing it patiently.  Ugh.


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