Sick. Sick. Sick.

The crud that is attacking nearly everyone seems to have set up residence permanently at Casa D'Ikesters.

The husband surprised me with tickets and hotel reservations in Malta as a 10th anniversary present. We didn't get to go because I was too busy trying to cough up a lung.

Malta!! I had to trade Malta for a bagful of medicine, vapor rub, a hot water bottle and nearly a week in bed.

And, now, just as I am feeling better, I have all three girls home today hacking, coughing, whining, and fighting.

The Diva side of each one of them is rearing her ugly head. Add to that Taylor making the very most of her last ten days of the "Terrible Twos" and mama really could use a trip to Malta right about now.

 
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  • 3/11/2008 9:06 AM Amy wrote:
    Oh wow.. that just sucks all around. I'm sorry.. I hope the girls are better soon. And was there any way you can exchange the date of your trip with another?
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