The Flu

Sometime during one of his many trips to attend to the boys’ needs, Adam informed me that he noticed Collin had a fever. I wasn’t surprised. Collin seemed a little hot before bed. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to send the boys to Matt and Molly’s, I got out of bed and logged into work so I could stay home with the boys. I finished sending my last search a little after 5:30 am, just as Nolan started stirring in his crib.

In addition to a fever, Collin is puking, has diarrhea, and the “shiver gooses.” Since I was also nearly delirious from exhaustion, we had a low key day. I let the kids watch public TV…we all took a nap…and I put off the house work. Based on Nolan’s disposition, I don’t think he’s feeling very good either.

Our day must have been OK, because when I went in to tell Collin and Aaron goodnight he asked, “Do you think we could have another day like this?”

Sure buddy…but next time, we’ll skip the flu part.