Gratitude Friday...

Yay!  So excited to be back to this little blessing journal of mine!  I have really missed it.  

First, I feel I need to tell you this may be my last post ever.  

The Evans' family has been hit with The Plague.

I feel my death could come at any moment.

Aubrey Kate blessed us with a runny nose the day we left for Alabama.  Darn gross, runny, snot stuck around through the entire holiday season.  Eventually it turned into a cough that was keeping both Pumpkin and us awake at night.  We took her to the doctor immediately once we got home.  At that point, she had been sick for 18 days.

Straight.

Much to our sheer joy, Rhys started with the snottiness on January 1st.  The day we left Alabama.

Anyone catching on to a theme here?

Get in the car for a long car ride = snotty-yumminess and fussy baby.

Fabulous.

Rhys handled it pretty well.  He wasn't eating as much and what he did eat could easily come back up in a coughing fit.  I did a whole lot of laundry.  

It was only a matter of time really when one of the parents caught it from one of the babies.  We were not really prepared for both of us to catch it at the same time.  Well, we're a day off from each other.  Chris got it Sunday and I got it Monday.  

I am stunned at how well the kids handled this thing because it is KILLING their parents.  

Before Christmas, I somehow managed to catch the flu.  I feel worse now.  

The absolute best news is Chris has some sort of band regional/city/all-state/doing-this-because-its-part-of-my-grade competition in another city.  He gets the pure joy of sleeping in a cheap hotel bed and I get to somehow manage the two, now healthy, kids all by myself.  

While I'm dying.

So today, I am largely grateful for all the days we are healthy.  And not dying.  

Aubrey Kate was grateful for Stripes today.  "That's all.  Just Stripes."

Cool.

We'll end with a picture of sick Rhys and his little red nose.  He's still precious.  Chris and I are not nearly as precious in all our snotty-coughing-ness.