I woke up Saturday morning feeling a little worn down, but still in full make-it-up-to-my-kids mode, leftover from the night before.
We continued the Halloween fun with pumpkin muffins and pumpkin icing for breakfast, and decorated them with chocolate chip jack-o-lantern faces.
But by around mid-morning, supermom had hung up her cape and crawled back into bed. I tried not to move my enormous head and my fever started to climb. When it hit 103, I faced the facts. I had caught their Influenza A and was down for the count. What's worse, Whim was gone all day.
I admit we watched a lot of movies, and the boys made their own dinner. First thing this morning, I went to the doctor for a swab, just to confirm what I already knew, so I could let my work know and settle in for a week in bed.
I cannot figure out why my two children who are confirmed to be infected with Influenza A look like this...