When The Mom is Sick

All this triathlon spectating over the weekend gave me a big ole' cold. So this morning, H said he was really sorry I wasn't feeling good, made me a heart (see left) and said I could wear it all day -- he even supplied the tape. So C followed big brother's suit as always, and made me a heart too. Which is what that giant piece of paper hanging on the right is. You can't see his drawing of a heart very well, but it's there. I was able to convince them that my hearts would get ruined if I wore them all day, and they are better to save for home use.