I Hab A Code
I hab a stubby heb, to be ezzack - Hag gone.
[Sound of blowing nose]
Sorry, I have a stuffy head, to be exact, and a stiffness in all my joints. At least I'm not sneezing my head off, which is Kate's fate right now.
Both of us are down with it, though there's a question whether I brought home with me from an office filled with people too dedicated to stay home when they have the crud, or whether she brought it from her office where a lot of clients bring small, sneezy children. Regardless, we're both running at half speed right now.
And I'm in that first stage of "Guy Being Sick" which is:
I'M FINE! IT'S ONLY A COLD!
Which usually leads to stage two, which is:
Mommy? Will you take care of me?
Hopefully, hot tea and an early bedtime will save me from Stage Two, but I'll keep you posted.
Moe Ladder [sniff]