The two girls and I are sick. We have the stomach yuck that the boys had last week. We’re not dying or anything, just curled up under warm blankets, eating dry toast, and watching television…and blogging, of course. #4’s warm little body is curled up next to mine and the deliciousness of her body heat is making me drowsy. The boys are making their way slowly through their schoolwork, unsupervised. Every now and again I hear the not-quite-patient voice of... Read more