image taken from hereI am in bed with strep throat.
One good thing about it is that I have essentially been in bed for two days while HF has tended to the kids. Even though I feel miserable, I have periodically smiled and done snow angels in bed because of the sheer luxury of it all. No kids. No responsibility. It's like a mini vacation. Ocasionally, I get a visitor or two. Daisy came and lay next to me and we played "guess what animal I'm thinking of" and the baby has come in to pat me a couple of times or show me that he has something that he shouldn't have. He takes off running before I can get it from him. I text HF if I need anything. He has brought me water and Ibuprofen. Apparently he made stir fry which no one ate. He says there's no food in the house. What has been going on downstairs?! Tonight it was In-n-Out for dinner.
See you in a couple of days. . .