
Coda woke up with 103 degree fever, and even though he slept a good portion of the day, I worried. He tried to act as though he wasn't sick, one minute he was playing cars in the hallway and the next I look down the hall, to see him laying on the floor with his butt up in the air (classic Coda sleeping position), smoochie in one hand and his "paci" in his mouth. We are only using the "paci" at nap and bedtime, but I thought today was an exception.
Then at about 3:30pm Nick called needing me to pick him up from work, he was fevered and his hands and feet were numb and prickly feeling. So my unshowered self packed all three kids in the car (had to wake Aidan from his nap) and went to get Nick. Well bless his heart he is definately sick. And Nick and sick are not a good combonation. He is a wuss (his word not mine) to say the least. Nick will be staying home tomorrow, which will be a strain on the finances as his work does not have paid sick days, but we will figure something out.
As for me I am still unshowered, so off I go. Sleep Well World!
P.S. I almost forgot, in the laundry department here is the tally...Monday = 2 loads, Tuesday = 3 loads, Wednesday = 2 loads, YES you read that right in three days I have done 7 loads of laundry! No wonder why I feel like I am constantly doing laundry, I am.

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