We're Sick ~ Boo!!

Alas, my nose doth run and run

I've blown and blown it continuously

My handkerchief has been wrung, and wrung

Disintegrating, and that's why you see

Chorus:Greensleeves 'cause I can't avoid

Greensleeves had my shirt of white

Greensleeves makes 'em all go "Ewww" 'cuz

My nasal mucus drips on greensleeves.

~Henry VIII (Allegedly)

The dreaded crud has invaded the Nemo household. Mama and baby fish are laid up with fevers and runny noses. Only Daddy fish has escaped the wrath of the dreaded first cold of the season. It stinks!

Maximus was really fussy last night. I thought it was because I had not answered the young master's wails of hunger in a timely enough fashion. I tried to feed the little prince, but by that time, he was already inconsolable. He was crying the ugly cry. You know, the kind that nothing short of a promise of a pony and all the candy in the world can cure. The kind that once it finally ceases, still takes ten minutes of snorting and sniffling to finally be worked out of their little systems. I hate the ugly cry. It's annoying, it's loud, and it makes me feel like a bad mommy! It really made me feel like a bad mommy when I put my cold symptom-free child down for bed, only for him to arise with a cough and a runny nose that would put the leak in the Titanic to shame. My poor tot was trying to tell his mama that something was coming on, but how was I to know. I tell ya, that child better learn some English quick!!

To make matters worse, Max decided to share the gift that keeps on giving. Tons of snuggles, kisses, and eat tha mamas later and I am also sick. Poop. The only thing that makes this whole experience of Mama being sick and taking care of a sick baby easier is that I have a very happy sick baby! He was all full of smiles and snot filled giggles. He is one cute sicko!! And, at least it's just a cold, not Hamthrax, Porky's Revenge, Swine Flu.