Lost: two weeks

I lost two weeks. Roughly.

First Mini-Me got sick. 

No flu - that's not allowed at our house - but there was fever. And snot. and coughs and misery.

Like dominos the others fell sick. 

Then I got got sick. It was a Saturday. I went to the store for a few supplies. Got chicken for soup. Made soup. Ate soup. Went to bed. It hit me that fast. 

The Professor was such a good daddy to let us sleep and to cook so many things for everyone.

We're not completely better - but getting there.. 

This sums up the worst of the days:

From xkcd

It's probably a good thing we don't have an aquarium.