It is a place where little children talk as if their mouths speak one language, while their vocal chords speak another. Itâ€™s an alternate plane of existence in which large gobs of mucous are expelled to encircle their noses and they must take them on one nostril at a time.
Yes, the Kung Flu has descended upon our household – it is taking names and kicking butt. Two of three down with fevers, coughing and enough mucous to last a lifetime. I spent 8 hours today simply holding one, while the other alternated between the Wii and the comfort of the couch.
Wrestling the powers of darkness is taking far too much of my chi. I’ll be back after I’m done saving the universe from the evil Flu Manchu.
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