...have taken over our house. Derrick was really sick last week. In fact, he was so sick that he had to use his first sick day in years last Friday. As much as I tried to stay away from him, I still somehow ended up coming down with the same flu this week. I made it to work and Zumba on Monday night but started feeling a bit off. Tuesday afternoon it hit me like a ton of bricks. I came home from my workout and collapsed. I didn't move at all on Wednesday, but had to come to work and go to an administrative panel review last night for a grad class. Needless to say, I pushed myself too hard yesterday and feel crappy again today. But, I am at work toughing it out. Taylor was complaining this morning when he got up that he wasn't feeling so hot. Hopefully after a weekend of R & R, the nasty stuff will be gone from our house for good.
In other exciting news, Peyton lost a tooth! He was sooo excited. I wonder what the tooth fairy left for him?
Taylor got to meet one of his new principals from Edgewood for next year. He is super nervous about the whole changing schools thing next year. I thought maybe some of his fears would be alleviated during the 6th grade trip to Camp Nuhop when he could meet kids from the other buildings, but I guess that each elementary goes separately. I think he is going to have a pretty hard time saying goodbye to Cornerstone in the next couple of months.
Well, not too much else to report. It has been a rather dull and humdrum week with everyone feeling ill. Have a wonderful weekend!
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