Wednesday, September 17, 2014


...has struck my household.  First it was the pixie.  Then, Monday night, I caught it, and spent yesterday immobilized and miserable (while the pixie was feeling tons better).  Today?  I'm still not feeling good, but I'm a bit better than yesterday.  And the school called at about 11:30 to tell me that the imp had puked on the playground. 

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