Happy Birthday

You've been extra good this year, so we thought we'd give you the flu for your birthday. Be sure to share it with your family too, no one ought to be without. Plus, it fosters mother/daughter bonding when you both feel like a professional football team danced a complicated jig on your back.

We do have tylenol, so all hope is not lost. And of course, we have this nifty photo booth application to keep ourselves busy, so that's at least fun for the kiddo. She spent lots of time waving to herself this morning. Now she's waving at the table lamp/trying to get her foot in my ear. It's awesome.

Neither one of us has a fever at the moment, but Iris has almost completely lost her voice and has a nice raspy cough to go with it. If she feels at all like I do, then it is most assuredly really crappy, and I have no intention of taking her to school in such a state, even if she is fever free for now.

We haven't gotten out of bed yet, but we're thinking really hard about it. There is probably breakfast and tea and such somewhere beyond this room. I wish the dogs had opposable thumbs... how I would love to train them to make me some tea. It would be well worth it, especially on days like this. Iris has been chugging water like it's going out of style and recently discovered her love of pizza, so maybe we can use that to our advantage and circumvent the fasting that happened in the last round of illness. Right. The baby needs breakfast. Totally getting out of bed now. Pizza is a completely acceptable breakfast food. Don't judge.