So , it is 12 pm , Abby is asleep and has a temperature with suspicious bumps on her bum. Norah is also asleep after deciding that she hates the carseat with the passion of a thousand blazing suns, enough indeed to scream all the way home until pulling into the driveway. Seth is nervewracked and anxious-pacing-tapping-scratching , gearing up for his re-eval and lonely plane ride. I am tired, and oh so looking forward to this lovely single parenting extravaganza. Oh Goody goody goody.
A shot from the last time Abby was sick, " No I can't _______ I'm too sick", substitute everything from eating and drinking to sitting, standing, playing, washing, being quiet , or lying down. This is going to be fun!