So today I called in sick - as in, other that a short trip out to the garden and setting the boys up with sippy cups and the tv, I managed to stay in bed until nap time. Wookie's seemingly harmless sniffles proved to be a whack with a 2x4 to my head, and I found myself with sniffles, very itchy throat and a fever. I love that the boys for the most part have been gracious towards me, letting me have some alone time and then snuggling into the bed with me and watching shows on the iPad while I dozed in and out of sleep. I find myself watching the clock to count down the time Joe usually takes off on Fridays, but after this week, it could be a very long wait.
We were going to camp tomorrow, but it looks like we will just hang out at home and make sure everyone is getting better. While I'd love a little jaunt to the mountains, as long as I'm with these three, I'm a happy camper.