Finley and I! We got the dreaded cold a day after Gillian and it knocked me off my feet for about 24 hours. Now the house looks like a bomb exploded and I have to deal with the aftermath.
Which is no small task when you have two kids running around destroying things faster than you can clean them up.
I'm working from home today in an attempt to completely recover and get the house back in order.
Gary is the only one left to get sick, I'm sure he's next. I'm hoping his immune system is better than mine because he has been working on the dining room and I want it finished sometime this century.