We will be staying home doing nothing.  Two thirds of my kids have fevers and it’s a different two thirds every day.  I haven’t left the house since I picked up Gavin from school on Friday.  Since Gavin has a fever I guess he won’t be going to school tomorrow.  School rules say he has to be fever free without the use of medication for 24 hours before he can go. 

Can I just say the walls are closing in on me?  I know I’m a homebody and don’t really like going out but when I have no choice in the matter I want to scream.  I may just brave the downpour outside and buy some more medicine anyway.  The cabin fever is killing me.  Heath says I should pick any restaurant I want, even if it’s a 30 minute drive away, just so I can get out of the house.  We’ll take our crusty faced, gagging coughing, feverish chilluns with us. 

I showered today, put on a bra and did my hair.  I did all this knowing full well I wasn’t going anywhere.  My self esteem was starting to suffer as I ignored my innate vanity to hold sleepy kids.  I need a Diet Coke.  Five or more refills of delicious fountain soda please. 

Maybe Supergirl can help the malaise hovering ominously over the house. 

Gwen was alert for only about an hour yesterday and this is what she did during that time.  Had I known she was going to sleep on my lap all morning I wouldn’t have French braided her hair. 

Time to hug my kids.  It’s not their fault they’re sick!  I do love them.  This is just not how I wanted to spend Heath and Gavin’s day off.