Bugs in the summer are always worse,
probably because there's so many fun things you'd rather be doing, especially outdoors.
What started out as a possible case of pink eye with Jonathan two weeks ago has morphed into a raging-fever, achy throat, stomach churning virus that has worked it's way through the house.
Stephen was hit yesterday and though you can't tell from the picture, he's been pretty pathetic.
Hypochondriac Andrew told me this morning he didn't feel well either (but I suspected it was simply a ploy to watch a video). Sure enough, he had a fever this afternoon and easily fell asleep amid the chaos.
I hope Doug and Josie are spared.
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