It's Baaaaaaaaaack...

Last night involved making trips from one bed to the next to take care of the sickies.

Someone, at any given moment had a fever, was thirsty, felt achey, needed to go potty, had a fever, was thirsty, felt achey...

All night long.

Question:
How the crap is this still happening?

I have laundered and bleached every surface.
Is our air toxic?
I am so very tired of my kids getting sick that I feel like I am going to lose it.

Spring is here! We need to be outside, playing, getting dirty, being warm, growing things, running, enjoying sunshine.

I'm letting them indulge in whatever they want to eat (marshmallows from the lucky charms bag, soda crackers, juice), dress however they want (no pants for Q or Corbin, jammies for Reese) and watch whatever they want (Alice in Wonderland, Little Brown Bear--aka worst $1 I ever spent, but they love it, and Thomas the Train--thanks, Carrie).

Corbin wants to be held 24/7, which is new for him, so I kind of love it.
That kid is a hoss.

Last week, at the doctor (yep. just last week. we've all been on antibiotics since Friday. stupid virus.), Corbin weighed in at 26 lbs at 21 months old.

Quincy weighed in at 27.5 lbs and she is 4 1/2.
There are 2 1/2 years between them, but he is going to pass her! (or eat her.)

Anyweight, they're all sick. Rosy cheeks, chapped lips, sad little puppy eyes.

And I'm giving them whatever the heck they want, today.
Because when you're cookin' at 103*, the body wants what the body wants.

And maybe if I surrender and spoil those little bodies with whatever they want today, Mr. Fever will chill out and get out.

Dear Mr. Fever,
Pick on someone your own size.
Leave us alone, and go hang out with Winter.

We have a Spring to enjoy.