it is just now 11:00am, but it feels fair enough to take a little break.
Time for Mary Poppins to take over for a few minutes.
My children are sickish.
Frey is just unable to "sniff"- this inability to sniff has created a lot of drama over the past two days, along with demands that I fix it.
I cannot fix the sniffer, so I allow her to sleep with me in her signature L style, with her little toes digging into my side all night long.
Maxwell got up at 5:00 am with a stiff neck and "a knife going through my head", headache.
He also threw up,
but throwing up is very normal for him, so we had to go through a long conversation about the origin of the vomit.
"is your stomach upset?"
" are you dizzy?"
"are your really hungry and feeling shaky?"
so the vomiting is most likely a result of the headache and not a true stomach thing.
My husband returns tomorrow, most likely just in time for everyone to be well again.