"I'm Told"

"I'm Told" (translation: I'm cold!) That is what Kyra has been telling us all day. This is unusual for her, but we didn't think anything of it due to her wet head and the fact that she was under a fan at another time. After church we figured out why she was "told." She didn't eat much of her lunch, yet upchucked anyway...all over her face (she was lying down at the time...ewww), hair and dress. She received a bath and a good nap.

(A cute pic of the kiddos playing in the sprinkler. That way y'all aren't too grossed out.)

So far the only other casualties are Ryan and I. Ryan, however, has told me that he is tough and that this is more of a minor inconvenience than it is an illness. I, on the other hand, stayed home from church with Addy, who is unscathed at the moment. I got sick yesterday after lunch and still didn't feel like going to church was a good idea. After a ton of naps over the last two days, I'm feeling better, Ryan is trucking along like all is well, and Kyra is still under the weather, but not letting it get to her, too much.