The poor single Father!

Like I said in my last post I've been increadibly sick since coming home. I thought by Wednesday I would be on the mend BUT probably since I've refused to slow down and rest the cold went to my chest and I got an ear infection we think. So by last night I was dizzy, breathing bad, and vomiting... yeah vomiting... don't ask me where that came from. So when I woke up this morning unable to speak really, I finally did what I should have done WAY earlier this week: I stayed in bed! I'm still coughing but my headache is subsiding and my stomach has settled, which is good b/c ready or not HERE MONDAY COMES!

Of course my convelescence put Chris in a conondrum: either stay here at home and have the circus pounding on the bedroom door while I rested or go to church... by himself... w/all 3 kids. He being the brave soul he did went to church and from what I understand many of the congregation helped him out. Minus Harmon getting a big ouchie on his forehead and Rachel missing her bath the man did a stellar job taking care of the zoo and a sick wife! Of course now everyone from church is either stopping by or calling curious where I was. It is a good thing Chris isn't sarcastic like I am or he would be telling everyone I ran away ;)