Since late yesterday, I started getting sick.  Body aches, runny nose, sneezing and coughing all started pretty quickly.  I felt quite bad last night after the kids went to sleep; even the medicines did not make it better.  Poor Connor, no wonder he looked so bad on Saturday afternoon before the ibuprofen kicked in.  Today every time I sneezed, Connor would say “Bless You!”.  When I told the boys that I was sick, Connor leaned his head toward me and gave me kisses. 

     The weather was as yucky as how I felt, but we managed to go to Costco in the morning and took a short walk while bundled up in the afternoon.  The rest of the day, we played inside the house.  We were all sitting in the living room; Stuart played tic tac toe and drawing with Logan while Connor and I played with building blocks.  Tonight when the boys wanted to play with swords and guns, Logan gave me a sword and said “Mommy, you can just sit on the chair and play sword with us”.  I think they were taking it easy on me.