It is Wednesday, right? Or close to it?
This house is down for the count. Sick baby (add in an ear infection to everything else), sick mama (I even have a fever. Haven't had one of those in like...a decade.), sick daddy. Misery.
If I had a genie in a bottle right now, I would wish for the bottles to all the washed, the dog to be walked, and every stinking surface of our house to be cloroxed. But I don't have a genie. So I'm going back to bed. Waaaahhhh.