Everybody is sick.
No, not quite. Claudia, though very tired, has managed to fight it off. The baby isn't sick thank you God.
But Alan brought home a bug from school last week, and Jacob got it, and David, and me. Alan has been home most of the week. Jacob has developed a weird secondary staph infection, which doesn't seem to be dangerous but has put creepy-looking spots all over his face. I'm achey and sluggish.
It doesn't look like anyone is going to die or such. Just lots of runny noses and coughing and fever and little boys lying on the couch watching more television.
For no particular reason, I'm going to link to this. It came out seven years ago -- a geological era in Internet time -- and it's still awesome.
And for now, that's all.