The younger two are sick. Mouse has been home all week, and Riley Dino was home yesterday and today. I have the early stages of it myself. If it weren’t for the climate of fear accompanying this year’s flu season, I would cheerfully be working my way into a good bout of creeping crud as God intended, sitting in my office. Being home with kids who are too sick to be in school but not sick enough to let Mommy sleep is not restful. I entertained thoughts of going to work tomorrow, just to get out of the house, but then BoyMan started showing signs of succumbing to whatever it is, and I realized that resistance would be futile.