We continue our coverage of Winter Illness ’08: When Germs Strike.
The smell of Vicks is in the air and the pile of used tissues is growing by the minute. While Mom is on the upward swing, Dad and the three kids have now been stricken with the disease. We know Dad is sick, because he actually listened to my advice and took some medicine to fight the fever.
Little SuperBoy – who will be celebrating a birthday tomorrow! – is hoarse and, frankly, very cute with his voice, “Mommy, I need a fink of water!” His two sisters do their best to get better and go willingly to naptime. Something that only occurs when the illness is serious.
And, to top it all off, the dog just threw up.
I can’t wait for Spring!