Sad Sleepy State

And the plague has struck our house.

Elliotte woke up in the wee hours with a fever,

followed by Piper coughing,

followed my daddy with a Man Cold. 

So what did I do about it?

I left. 

No joke.

I had been planning a baby shower for a friend for the past month,

so I couldn't exactly not show up.

I was one of the hosts. 

Thankfully Mark was feeling a little better before I left,

probably due to the cocktail of cold/flu meds that he took

earlier in the day.

I came home to a quiet sleeping house!

Well done, Daddy!

Well done.

Piper is sleeping in my bed

because that's where she likes to be when she's sick.

Miss Elliotte is snuggled down in her own bed

because that's where she likes to be.

Now it's my turn. 

I hope we all get more sleep than we did last night.

Zzzzzzzz.

xo

xo

Hi. My name is Elliotte and I refuse to wear pants!
If you put me to bed wearing a pair,
you will find them on the floor the next morning.
Ask me where are my pants,
and I will shout, "ta da"!

Big sister perks up a little during the days,
but by supper time, she's out for the count.
She even asked her daddy if she could go to bed tonight.
A sure sign that this little is sick!