Every year I get cocky that we make it through the Winter without getting sick. And every Spring I end up losing a month of my life as the funk circles its way around the ZugHaus 2 or 3 times.
This year is no exception, and I blame it on Thomas. He was the first to get sick, and missed his own birthday party because of an ear infection. Then I was down for the count last week, and Bryan over the weekend. Then I was better for a week until it all circled back around to me again, and I spent most of yesterday in bed with influenza. Again.
But the bright spot in all this (because there has to be one, right?) is that Bryan figured out how to play Scrabble using the iPad as the game board and our iPhones as the tile holders. So I got to spend all evening in bed AND beat Mr. Smartypants at a word game.