And another one down.

Beanie is sick. He woke up with a horrific chest cough, runny "boooogie" nose and a low grade fever. You wouldn't know it to watch him however. He is running, jumping, and pushing the boundaries as usual. The only time his "ick" shows through is when he stops to cough a rib rattling cough, spit up mucous, then resume playing as usual. He isn't eating all that great, but so far his mood has been thankfully spared.

Just to mix up the germ pool even further, Liam came home from school today with the warning from his teacher for all of the kids to "wash up real good when they get home" because Jordon threw up in the middle of class today, and Truman was puking last night and Adam threw up a few days ago, etc. etc. A daisy chain of vomit. Lovely. I am hoping beyond hope that Liam's immune system can fight off the double assault of school and home germs...

Me? I am still feeling ok. Besides, I don't have time to be sick and have yet to meet the mother who does.