This is the last photo I took of the kids before I became an incubus for viral plague.
Aren't they cute?
I mean. I was a little concerned that Brother Bear here would topple, head first off the step while I tried to focus the camera, but Ittybit turns out to be a first-class seatbelt in that regard.
But I digress.
The day went on without any other concerns . ... well I did have a tension headache starting late afternoon, but nothing that really would herald the
symptoms which reared their ugly heads that evening.
You know ... Just your run-of-the-mill, overall full-body grossness.
Luckily the kids haven't gotten it yet. And the man wasn't out of town (or sick) so he could be the feeding, changing "don't put that in your mouth" parent for the day when it turned out the Babysitter's husband was home sick, too.
Of course I woke up this morning (feeling much better, thankyouverymuch) to find an earthquake had rocked our livingroom and a cyclone had blown similar debris through the kitchen.
"You know I did keep it pretty neat for the first three hours. ... you should have seen it then!" He laughs ... as he offers me a quarter cup of coffee.
Well, I had been feeling better.