The day after our not-so-rocking NYE celebration was not a pretty one. But this year it had nothing to do with consuming too much alcohol or even staying up too late. This year --- the first day of 2013 --- sucked for no other reason than everyone was sick. The cooped up smell of sickness and Lysol permeated the air. It wasn’t pretty. Neither was the family. Or my house.
The boys spent much of the day on the couch. Mike was coughing up a storm. Nick had a fever. Zander’s lingering cough just wouldn’t give up. Ben had a snot-nose, low-grade fever and four teeth coming through. I was the closest thing to healthy with only a slightly stuffy nose to contend with. Here’s hoping this isn’t an indicator of what is to come for the rest of the year.
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