I don't buy that any more. My older kids have endured maybe three colds a year (and no lice!) as they've grown up -- and that shows no sign of changing as they hang out more and more away from home. Tweens and teenagers do not share nasal secretions in quite the same way as young children do! But alas 6-year-olds, with their runny noses, unfettered sneezes, touchy-hands and shared balloon-blowing are lovely vectors for germs. And so Fiona and I both got sick. Thankfully it's not the 'flu, though we were worried at first, since the prodrome had the same sorts of symptoms. But we're rallying today. Just sore, tired and cranky.
All of which led me today to make an effort to appreciate the nice things I encountered.
- "Honey I Washed the Kids" soap from Lush. I heard how great this smelled and since we're hooked on Lush's solid shampoos and conditioner, last time I was there I bought some HIWTK soap. Upon a first sniff I wasn't too impressed. But the smell has grown on me somethin' fierce. I soaped Fiona down with it in the bath today and she smelled good enough to eat.
- The colours of my latest knitting project -- see photo above.
- Leftover vegetarian French Onion Soup for lunch. Comfort food, yeah.
- Our cozy woodstove with the glass window and heart- and body-warming flames licking away.
- A light, clean and beautiful new snowfall dressing the cedar boughs with billows.
- All the kisses and cuddles I could give Fiona because I already had the germs she might have given me.