Acute Viral Rhinopharyngitis*, Fun For The Whole Family

(Sorry, I know it's a little small but the right side cut off when I tried making it extra large so you'll have to click for full effect)

(And try to ignore how the background colour doesn't fill all the gaps in the letters, I don't know how to fix that)

*the common cold, though not so common when it's crushing your soul like a candy wrapper

Playground Princess, Mistress of Mucus

This is my son and his new girlfriend Amy. Because she says so. He may as well learn these lessons now. Sorry regular readers, no Star Wars analogy this time, just the cold hard truth. But this isn't about men and woman or even about my son's shyness, it's about Amy's prodigious snot. Or more to the point, whatever it was that was causing that snot and how soon my son would start showing his first symptoms. Ok, let's be honest here, it's about me. It's about me now having two children in school. It's about them bringing home whatever new super-virus is cooking up in their little petrie dish classrooms and infecting me. It's about watching Amy use the back of her sleeve to clean the beginnings of this year's cold and flu season and wondering how long?

I wasn't disappointed, but I was surprised. Connor's a little congested, but it's more like he's got a little yappy dog attached to his pant leg. Liam, however, looks much like King Mufasa did after Scar had him trampled by the wildebeests. He ended up in bed with us late last night, whimpering like a puppy and flopping around all over the bed. Why suffer alone when you can share?

So now I'm sick too. Not really sick though. Not sick in bed, man-cold sick. More like early morning I've smoked unfiltered cigarettes for 40 years hacking up a lung kinda sick. But I know the door is open now. Thanks Amy.