life, apparently

We are all sick - me, TheKid, TheBabysitter. Sick. Sick. Sick. We have some kind of flu/fever/cold/ funk. Then tonite TheHusband was making dinner and on kid duty while I was laying down/trying to work a little. The Kid grabbed a pan on the stove and burnt the hell out of his hand. It blistered immediately. He cried for a long while then whined off and on for a while. Our poor sympathetic selves let him watch TV all night long and go to the baseball field in the near-dark (all of 5:30pm). We even made cookies. His pain seems to be gone now and he is fast asleep. Poor baby. Poor guilt-ridden daddy and poor sick sick mommy. Hope your week is going better than ours.