She asked to snuggle on the couch at eleven am and was asleep moments later, so I wasn't too surprised when the thermometer showed a temperature that made me reach for the medicine cup. Never one to let an opportunity pass her by, Abbey bargained her way into some chocolate ice cream by taking her medicine without (much) fuss. Unfortunately, the rest of the week wasn't quite as sweet.
Abbey's fever was up and down over a few days, accompanied by the usual runny nose, slight cough, and all of the general symptoms of a cold in the dead of winter.
Ryan was the next victim, trying to deal with the cold on top of seventy-hour work weeks.
Even Dylan joined in on the fun with a little fever.
Winter doldrums are nothing to shrug at in any condition, and facing them with a household of sick people carries its own particular challenge. One moment I think the kids are fine, and the next finds one of them collapsing into tears for no real reason. Cabin fever hit late in the week, but their little bodies hadn't quite caught up with their minds, and getting anything at all done was an exercise in extreme flexibility (on which I pride myself) and patience (on which I don't).
Spring can't come to this house soon enough, but there are long winter weeks looming ahead before I can even consider packing up hats and gloves and thermometers and cold medicine.
Cross your fingers for a healthier week!
even during dreary moments, she's always good for at least a little sunshine
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