I’m sick.  Got a bad head cold with sore throat.  I think I got it from Peter, who seems to have gotten it from Alethea.  I’m not exactly sure how she managed to be the one to bring the germs home, but she did.  I’m also surprised that Peter got sick from her first.  Peter doesn’t usually get sick at all.

Anyway, the head cold combined with the fact that Alethea has been sleeping worse than normal means that I’m dragging today.  The good news is that today Alethea is back to her exuberant self, so at least I’m not dealing with a whiny kid any more.  I had been wondering why she was being so difficult.  I mean, I knew she was stuffy and probably had a cold, but goodness, was she ever a trying child over the past few days.  But now that I have the same cold, I feel bad for being impatient with her.  It’s got to be tough to have a headache and a sore throat and not be able to say, “Hey mom, could you help me out here?”  Poor kid.  I’m feeling more than a bit whiny myself.

On the bright side, it’s a lovely day and I’m getting some stuff done around the house.  I even put pictures in two frames that have been sitting in my bedroom for months awaiting photos.  (Yes, I am one of those people who has empty picture frames displayed around the house.  But in my defense, there weren’t a lot of pictures to pick from when I was just framing photos of me and Peter.)  I framed these two: