Another weekend that wasn't
Seems like the sole purpose of weekends these days is to make me happy to go back to work on Mondays. Connor got home Friday with a fever which spiked during the night. His absolute refusal to take any medication didn't help and his cough kept him awake most of the night - and myself, since I spent the night in the chair next to the couch. Saturday to Sunday wasn't much better - even though we forced Tylenol down his throat - which of course stopped working in the middle of the night and we had another delirious 3-year old on our hands. Xander seems to become sick as well and from that pattern it is only a matter of hours before I get sick too - in fact, my throat is hurting already. So this entire weekend can be filed under the category "Sucked".
Did I mention it was my b-day, too? The big 4-0. Whatever
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