Maybe exhausted is a better word.
I keep coming up with things to blog and share. Like Christmas photos, the latest update in my Woodland Enchantress cross stitch progress, just cuteness of that baby who is almost six months old. But then I think I’ll do it later and now we’re a week into January!
I have no voice and a fever, again. Again I tell you. I think I had a week or two when I was feeling pretty good but still coughing since the flu hit at Thanksgiving. But now, again.
Do you know what it is like to run a normal household day with a three and five year old and not be able to speak? I can barely stage whisper and there is a lot of snapping, clapping, and pointing going on.
At least a smile and a poke communicates to baby boy what he needs to “hear”.
Let’s not even mention school. At least we are getting the bare minimum of math and phonics which ends up being the three Rs. So we will get the more fun of history and science back soon. I hope.
Oh and blogging. That too.