The Last Of The Fevered Four

Well, the last of the children is fevered. I figure by Friday they should have all had it. Now as long as Jeff & I don't come down with it, all will be good for the trip west. I'm a bit fogged today as I was up with Dylly last night. Two nights and not much sleep. I'm thinking that means NAP today. Dylly seems to be suffering more than the others. Sore throat and headache. I'm just asking the powers that be - PLEASE NO STREP.

For those that don't know, Jeff came down with strep our first trip to St. Louis. It was not a pleasant way to spend the trip. Having to find a doctor, get a prescription, taking day trips... I'm hoping we're all healthy this year. The children are all hoping to convince their dad we need a puppy. I think they are secretly hoping to come home with Bernie. Too bad that isn't happening. At least it will give them experience taking care of a puppy. We'll see how they feel after ten days with him.

As for my co-blogger, no word from him. Maybe today. I'd love to hear how it's going in Boston. {hint, hint}