Once upon a time, a long, long time ago....oh wait, it was just 3 months ago...B and I both worked from home. Then B went back to school and he's doing great and we started to really find our groove. And then one night Gwyneth woke up and puked, and, puked, and puked. And the next morning Annabelle woke up with a fever and a horrible cough and B went to cook school and I couldn't find my work room because everyone was puking and coughing and I really, really hoped that my girls would get better quick and B would learn a fabulous new recipe for some kind of soup or broth or penicillin or magic....
apparently some people don't like to get their picture taken when they have a fever.
I wish I looked so cute after I puked.
I know B is learning how to cook, but I do think there is a bit of magic going on there too because he got home and my children were reborn. Fevers broke, puke stopped, homework was done. Such is the life in Meyerland....
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