Dan and I arrived at church early this morning, 8:40. The service starts at 9am. There were barely any cars in the parking lot. We immediately wondered if we missed the end of Daylight savings time. Nope. It's a holiday weekend, combined with the beginning of cold season.
So far our family has been spared a wide spread family-demic. Individually we've all had a cold or two, here and there. But for the most part, an adult has always been able to function, ensuring the survival of all our children. I have little hope of such success this year. I have this foreboding vision of the family, lying in the living room, camped out around buckets. Staggering to the refrigerator to get Pedialite or ginger ale. Zerin is climbing on us, jumping from head to head like stones across a stream.
Who knows what this season of colorful lights, baked goods and used tissues will bring. I'm sure it'll be an adventure though.
Lysa
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