You KNOW the Kids are Sick When…

The house is quiet for hours and hours…in the daytime…

And when they get up they pitifully ask, “Do we HAVE to go to the party today?”

And when they could care less about food.  (Yesterday I had this stuff on a plate after dinner.  What was that again?  Oh yeah…leftovers.  I remember when we used to have those before…)

Yeah…they’re sick.  Three out of four of them.

It was the weirdest thing yesterday…

We got home from the soccer field…and Elias could barely make it into the house.  He practically crawled up the steps and then just laid down in the entry way right by the dirty shoes and mud.  And stayed there.  (Until I could move him over to a little bed in the living room.)

He then promptly fell asleep. 

Then Asa laid down on the couch….and fell asleep.

And…when I went to go find Justus a few minutes later…HE was just laying down on a couch upstairs…doing nothing.  And he stayed there for a long time.

Malachi was the only chipper on in the house…and he quietly hung out with me and was Mama’s little helper.

By last night…all of them had to be carried to bed…and they all had fevers.

Justus always gets a little delirious when he has a fever…so he started asking weird questions that didn’t make sense..

And Asa (in his feverish state) was trying to answer them…

(It was sad…and a little funny to listen to…)

Thankfully they all fell asleep early in the evening…and slept well all night.

But my house is still quiet this morning and no one really wants anything to eat.  (I hardly know what to do with myself when I can’t be feeding people!)

It’s strange to be home on a Sunday.  And…I miss my healthy, active, loud, eat-everthing-in-sight boys. 

(Remind me of this in a few days when I can’t hear myself type…)