Sick Sundays

It was a rainy sunday today. Normally I love days like this: dark outside, rainy, soothing, that rain smell in the air. Alas todays rain did not send me to my cocoon state. Originally i was woken up at 1am by Brody. He got sick last night. Fever, pink cheeks, a cough. He had peed his bed, and woken up flaming hot. Of course he had to lay on me, with his pee clothes on! Got him up changed and medicated and back to bed. Then I was woken up by my naughty, monkey climbing 18month old baby. At 5am, with SHRILL screaming from his crib. Of course I screamed back from my room to his, GO TO SLEEP. He continued to scream at me for the next hour till i got out of bed to go get him. I guess i am lucky he didnt throw poop:) He, incidentally is sick too. As is Taylor, and Boston (who is just getting over the sickness) So with a house full of sickos, I have resigned myself to one of THOSE days.
You know, those days where no one gets along, everyone cries, whines, or whimpers :) I think what makes it harder is that Taylor is sick too. He showed up around 630am. He had a rough feverish night working overnights. Today was short change over meaning he got home this morning, and they wanted him back at work by 2pm this afternoon. Needless to say, he called in. which is a huge admission to how crappy he is feeling because they are already down some cars. And its afternoons which means a super busy schedule.
anyway, wish me luck with all my sickos.Pray that i dont get it too :)