This house seems to be hosting a slew of viruses. Last weekend, the stomach bug tore through here quicker than fire. It started with Brendan, then hit me, then conquered Daddy. It was ugly. Ugly is even too pretty of a word. It was disgusting. Just awful. The most violent stomach bug I've ever experienced. But somehow we survived and seemed to have an okay week, despite the annoying housegest we've had. Oh yeah. Forgot to mention that on top of the virus parade, my lack-of-manners friend is here visiting from Montana. I'll fill you in on that later. It's a whoooooole other post.
Anyway, Brendan was just starting to get a little of his spirit back after last weekend's trauma and then lastnight came around....now he's got a raging head cold with green snots galore. All he wants to do is lie down or be held. Poor little dude! Just can't catch a break! I suppose I'll get it next. How the annoying houseguest dodged all these bullets so far is beyond me. It's just not fair. At least we were able to get to the beach one day to enjoy this fine weather we're having. Thank goodness summer is almost here to fry all these germs.