The Plague

Uggg, have we been ill!   On the 18th, I woke up early a.m. with the stomach flu, unfortunately Katie followed suit within a couple hours.  Dave, now having to take the day off and confront this germ-phobia, rose to the occasion like a champion.  I felt better within 24 hours, but upon getting ready for school that next morning Katie started getting sick again. 

Now Katie, you've had your share of illnesses, but even when you're at your sickest you always act perfectly fine - running around, sleeping and eating well.  Not this time, you laid on the couch all day . . .I could tell that you felt horrible and it made me Daddy and I sad.  You did however, "spit" up each and every time into a plastic bag, simply amazing.

To add insult to injury, Katie was on the mend and in good form Friday, only for me to come down with the flu AGAIN.  Caroline went to school, David to work, in between getting sick I laid on our pull out sofa bed while Katie played around me and watched Mickey Mouse Clubhouse double and triple counts.  When I finally saw through the fog, I was holding my zip-code book, a passey, covered with a Barbie sheet and Katie was leaning over me taking my temperature with her doctor kit . . .my sweet girl!