Snowflakes have perpetually fallen here in central NY for weeks. If you follow me on Instagram you saw that since we live on the end of the cul-de-sac, the snow plow creates a sledding hill right in our front yard. (if not, check it out here).
With cold temps, come colds. And 4 of 5 of us have each been knocked out with painful sore throats and ears, drippy noses & eyes. I thought I had escaped the germs coughed into my face, but naturally, my turn came. And I feel so badly that I didn't coddle even more, now that I feel how they must have felt.
Lilah's funk lasted longest & started clearing just as it came down hard on me
Lilah: Mom, can you make me bacon and eggs?
Me: Lilah, mommy doesn't feel good.
Lilah: head cocked to the side. brown eyes staring into mine.
Lilah: So, what about those eggs and bacon?
Reminded me of this ecard.