We made it through the winter without the flu!!!
Until Saturday.
..my 8yo dd got it…then the 4yo dd..then the 10yo ds…who is currently moaning behind me in the chair snuggled in a blanket.
This child is our “class clown”. His usual chatter is laced with jokes all day long. Unfortunately, he isn’t one to ever suffer gracefully. So my 13yo ds hobbled by and observing the uncharacteristic tone in his brother’s’ voice, asked him if he were experiencing sick humor. ..a statement to which my sick son rolled his eyes.
I warned the 13yo that he should watch out…when my sick boy recovers he will surely take matters into his own hands while the 13yo is busy getting sick. The 13yo seemed surprised that this illness might actually dare to attack him. I told him that in this house with all these little ones, it is like he is a marked man wearing a shirt with a bulls-eye on his chest. As he walked out of the room he took his red t-shirt and turned it around backwards while he was still wearing it. As his voice faded away into his room, he quipped “Well, IF I am going to get hit with IT, I don’t want to see IT coming!”
