{Sick, sick, sick!}

We are sick of being sick. I must be a very lucky mama, because I cannot think of another time when all three kids were all sick at the same time. Sure, they've passed things along down the line, but there was one night there where they were ALL throwing up. A lot. And it was awful. Horrible. (shudder) My washer, me AND Todd could hardly keep up. You know it's bad when I have to ask Todd to help because he had a surgery a few years ago that makes it so he can't even throw up. I've never met another person more horrified at the idea of getting the flu.

OK, so you get the idea. It's bad. I finally thought we were clear, but then Bubba spiked a high fever and Boo started in puking again. Poor babies. These sad little faces are all I get to look at in the day. It's breaking my heart.

Lou insisted to wear his puke bowl on his head (don't worry, I wash everything thoroughly after each "use").

We're also sick of it being so *bleepity! bleepity!* cold!

-24 degrees

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frozen pipes in both showers

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no baths for puky kids.

Thank the heavens above we caught it before the toilets and washer froze up! Tender mercies.

They're also getting beyond the, "Mom, I'm bored. Boooooorrrrreeeeed!" stage. They won't even let me take any more pathetic pictures of their bottom lips sticking out. So we attempted a craft today. I found the idea here from good 'ole Martha. It was beyond messy, but has brightened up the place just in time for Valentines Day!

Let's just hope they also have magical healing powers.