We had grand ambitions of going to see the grandmas in GI town this weekend...but bad weather was expected so we canceled. I thought Pucca and I could make a quick trip up there on Monday (LPS elementary schools had a plan day)- but alas, that wasn't meant to be either. We all came down with colds or flu or whatever the heck is going around. Fevers, aches, coughs, headaches and drippy noses.
Since two of the grandmas are in assisted living facilities- I didn't think we'd better contaminate a bunch of elderly people. God forbid one of them get the flu and die- how could I live with that on my conscience? I tried to explain this to grandma...but she was still noticeably disappointed. So was I...but killing an old person is not good for your karma! We will make an overnighter to GI town during fall break and hopefully appease the sweet matriarchs.
Meanwhile- we're quarantining ourselves the best we can. Kwynny is the healthiest of all of us. By some miscommunication, I ended up giving a friend of Kwynny's a ride home from school yesterday- once she learned Pucca was sick with something more than cold...she let out an "Oh!" and quickly turned her head, took a deep breath and tried not to breathe the rest of the way to her house. It was quite funny!