Poor little man

Because Jesse and I both subscribe to the theory of "why do today what you can put of till tomorrow" we're spending today running around and trying to get ready for a garage sale. We've been planning for but not preparing for this thing for months. It's tomorrow and I just started pricing stuff last night.

Most things I'm able to put a fair price on without a problem. The kids clothes are a little harder. I look at an outfit and think "Awwww, this is the shirt Joseph wore for his first day of kindergarten. $80! And this is the shirt Elle had on the first time she said 'mama'. $500!"

The real hard part about today though is that Joseph is home sick. Poor little man. While the rest of his class is rehearsing their plays (to be perfomred tomorrow) he's laying on the couch and wheezing. The little guy has some kind of bronchial infection that will require 4x daily nebulizing. He is not happy about this. Frankly I'm not either. When Joseph ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.

Joseph is pretty bummed that he's going to have to miss the end of the year bash at his school tonight. He's been looking forward to that. I supose I should keep him home from school tomorrow too but I don't know if I have the heart to do that. He's been looking forward to this class play for the past month. Maybe I'll just take him in for the play and then whisk him back home for more cartoon and snuggling on the couch.

I'll be sure to update later tonight when I feel myself getting sick. If one of the kids gets something it's pretty much a sure thing I'll get it too.