it's official, we have the plague

Today we all woke up in our bed wheezing, coughing and feeling altogether miserable. That's when some very important decisions were made:
• We decided we definitely had the Avian flu or some other deadly disease.
• The husband decided he wanted to be carried around in the bed like Frida Kahlo.
• We decided that maybe, just maybe, there were about four inches of our midsection (from lower chest to upper abdomen) that didn't feel quite so bad.
• We decided that the dog didn't care that we were all sick and that he still wanted his two walks thankyouverymuch.
• And little e decided that even though he couldn't breathe with a pacifier in his mouth and he's coughing up a lung, that he, was in fact, in need of a ball STAT.

It's too bad. I had some big ideas of productivity happening today -- there would be swim class, laundry and Level 3 grocery shopping. Then during nap time there were pilates to be done and calls to be made.

Instead I took a nap.