Cold Turns to Flu

Yikes. Don't feel good. Fin does not understand. Whiny, whiny, whiny.

Tazz understands. Sleep next to mom. Don't move.

Rocky no prob. Keep moms feet warm. Quiet and in the zone.

Maddie, "I'll warn you of impending attack by mailmen! I am loud here me roar."

Fin, "Get out of bed, get out of bed, get out of bed, get out of bed, get out of bed. Get out of BED NOW!"

I sure hope Kel comes home soon.