Petri dish

I am sick. I am coughing, I have no energy, I want to sleep, I feel yucky. I need a blankie and a good book and the couch.

Evan has been working on a cough/cold for a week or so now. This weekend when all the family came up from Portland, he ran a fever of 102. Now, I have it, Gordon has it, Grandma has it, Aunt Sherri has it, and Sierra has a yucky runny nose.

My children are little petri dishes. They bring home every germ and spread it around for everyone else to get. I don't like feeling sick, and I don't like having things to do when I feel sick.

Yes, I am whining. And no, I do not want any cheese with my whine! I am grouchy and proud of it!!!

Little petri dishes.....!!!!