That’s right – the whole family has been knocked low. I blame the flu shots, but then again, I believe in Intelligent Design.
I probably caught it from someone at work, and wanted to share my gift with the family. So far we’ve gone thrugh a half dozen boxes of tissues, a few bottles of cold medicine, and a jar of honey (for that nasty sore throat).
The only good news is we’re not alone:
Bean’s dad is dealing with the same thing I am – how do you teach a toddler how to blow through her nose? When I say blow, she just blows through her mouth like the kleenex is a birthday candle.
Eric over at More Diapers has been dealing with his famdemic (OK, I stole the word from him – if you can’t be creative, steal the good stuff), so it seems like Massachusetts has not been spared.
And that was just the Daddy Blogs that I read. It looks like the chicken flu will be with us all season.