The everyday aspects of my life consist of boys. Everything boys!!! Cars, trucks, motorcycles you name it.
I Love my boys so much. But Why are they such babies when they get sick? My husband acts like my 2 year old when he is sick. He said to me today... "Call the priest Im dying.." I just about shook the house with my laughter.
Its been sicky week at my house. (and my washed clean hands are dry and cracking) And Ive gone through half a can of lysol in the last three days. But there is light, Carl is finally eating, and jumping off the couch, and Chris well he is up and around.
Lets hope I don't get sick.
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