The Worst Flu Ever

My family got sick again.

Naturally.

It seems to be our norm these days. 

Last Saturday Landon and I were attacked by the flu bug. Parker succumbed a few days later but, thank goodness, RJ never got it. I really don't know what we would have done if RJ had gotten sick too. 

This time we were able to avoid hugging the toilet but instead suffered through really high fevers, body aches, chills, sweats, headaches, coughs, snot, etc. etc. All kinds of fun stuff. 

Actually it was the worst flu I've ever had. I drank orange juice with a straw and watched almost 3 full seasons of Friends (the best show ever created.) I'm so stoked Friends is on Netflix now. Although I already have all the seasons on DVD there is something so much easier about just clicking through from one episode to the next without having to get up to change a disk (so archaic.)

My hubby really pulled though for us. He had the house stocked with juice and soup, kept track of medicine timetables, and did numerous loads of laundry. He's a good one. Thanks babe for loving be despite my hacking cough and greasy, sick-day hair. ily 

And he makes me laugh with his serious photo faces too