Babies playing with bubbles.
02 April 2008

A nasty cold has been working its way through the whole family.  We each fell, one by one, over the past week and a half.  The baby was the last to get it.  He developed a fever last night, and today he has been lethargic and feverish.

I hate being sick.  It gets in the way of my plans.  However, there is one positive side:  when I’m sick, I have nothing else to do while lieing in bed, moaning in pain, except go over ideas and plans.  So, by the time I am better, I am excited, motivated, and ready to start working on all the things I had been thinking about in my head.

It has been overcast as well.  Maybe the baby and the sun will both shine tomorrow, and our household will not be so gloomy.