Sick, sicky, sicklier

I am healthy. That is the good news. I tended Isabel and Elena yesterday and Isabel was sick. My children either got the nasty diarhhea strain of flu from her or me but lets just say I was up to my eyeballs this morning in . . . well, no need to be explicit. Let's just say three of my children are sick. One of those is the sqwacky/shrill one. Keep her shaved head in your positive vibes because she's the most likely to lose Mom's sympathy first. She's already been in time out in her room once this morning for shrieking and it's only nine am.

And curses on Kami for taking my last container of apple juice. Grr.