I haven’t been further than the mailbox for 5 days. Like many others, we are sick here at our house. It started with a few days of grouchy sickness, which I find harder to deal with than genuine misery. I hate to suspect people of faking to get out of school. Sometimes the call is easier, like when Addy said, “My belly hurts. It wants to watch Holly Hobbie so it can feel better.”
Yesterday Olivia suddenly wilted onto the couch and then it was a matter of one more person down every few hours. By this morning, the boys of the house were the only ones functioning. We share everything here, even germs, it appears. One of the things about homeschool is that you don’t go quite as many rounds with all the bugs that circulate, but we seem to succumb in the late winter. We have been so grateful for good health this winter, especially with Gabe working with sick people, then coming home in his scrubs and giving hugs all around before he gets into the shower. We just finished the first box of tissues for the season, so I would say we have been blessed beyond what we deserve.