Feel good quotable

Me, this morning, taking my first sip of coffee, leaning on the counter.

Cole: Mom, you know, you look like you've already had a really hard day taking of kids - and it's only 6:30 in the morning!

Me: (grinning, after a brief debate: push him off the stool or grin.) Cole, this is what a night in the same bed with 2 sick girls will do to you. Isabella moaning and slurping water every hour, Jadyn mumbling and tossing. Asking me questions at 4:45, 5:15, 5:30 - what am I the sphinx?!
(Okay, I totally didn't say that sphinx part. It was only 6:30am. All I can say is gah and goo.)
That boy's on his way to a successful relationship future, right? The girls will love him!
Actually things are better today. And by better, I really mean that Mounts Vesuvius and Rainier have stopping spewing molten lava and ash. Hallelujer!

Rick has returned from his trip, bearing the virus - though I did get the warning call that it would not in fact be relief troops arriving, it would be sick troops. Oy.

And in answer to Susan's question du jour: I simply don't know if it would be better having them all sick at once. Get it over with? Yes. But it hasn't happened that way, ever. We get the hopscotch through the family for a week type. The longest span of stretched out contamination was this year - eleven days. So I know that is not better! :) But... as long as I wasn't one of the sickies, I could go with 24 hrs and done. Let's put in an order for next time!

XO!