Oh, I remember these days...
Baby goes to daycare...baby gets sick... baby brings the bug home... and suddenly the entire household is fighting over Kleenex boxes and ibuprofen bottles.
The normal sounds of daily living are punctuated by the blowing of noses, raspy coughs, and gargling.
One by one members of our household have been filing into the doctor's office to receive the news that bronchitis has come our way.
With clogged noses, sore throats, and coughs that go further down the octave scale by the day even the tiniest of chores require more energy than can be mustered.
And yet we continue to stumble out of the house and into work to further spread our misery.... because misery loves company after all.... and because that's what we crazy Americans do after all.
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