Sick-o

Stone and I have been super gross the past week. Snotty, sniffly, coughing, crying, whining...
and then there's Stone to deal with (ba-dum bum).
Papa was on double-duty this weekend,
and the poor guy works like a fiend all week long.

Thank you, God, for giving me the gift of a wonderful husband.
Um, now where's that housekeeper I've been asking for?