I'm having a mini pity party.
Why? Because I was supposed to go to Hawaii tomorrow. With my husband. And no one else.
And I'm not.
Because D got a chest cold, and then C got the stomach flu. All in one night. Two nights before our first real trip post-monkeys. The trip I could justify because what is good for my marriage is good for my kids. The trip during which I would do VERY little.
Alas, this trip is not to be. At least not this week. Bugger.
As C would say when she mimics me while she does something she isn't supposed to..."NO NO NO!"
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