First it was George, then it was Hayley, and now I’m feeling that scratchy nuisance at the back of my throat and dealing with sniffles. I fully expect to wake up with a stuffed up head cold.

To be fair, last time (which was only a month ago, dammit!) I was the one who caught a cold while at a doctor’s appointment and then gave it first to Hayley and then George. But at least my cold was a 24-hour thing! George is still popping cold pills. Phooey.

At least Hayley is better today. She’s still tired and sneezing but she’s not wiped out and miserable like she was yesterday.

I hope I can get a chance to do a journal entry tonight, just so I can share the picture of Hayley setting up a tea party with her Buzz Lightyear action figure. I’d do it now but I have laundry to fold, a tablecloth to change, and supper to cook.