Sick Day | Weren't We Just Here?

Fans, there is a nasty cold going around. Clara had it. Julie has it, and now, Our Hero has it. Just in case it is something more, Julie and Joe are making a visit to Dr. Harrington post-nap. Joe is in good spirits, despite needing a Kleenex seemingly every five seconds, and horribly chapped lips and the skin beneath his nose. This morning, we carted Clara to school and came back home to drop Ted with Blue. (He was conducting researching a store today so drove himself.) The real kick-off to the day was, of course, as you might expect if you were paying attention the last time we did this, a breakfast-snack of cinnamon sugar toast. Then, we trundled down to the basement where Julie moved the laundry along and Joe moved various cleaning tools around (the mini shop-vac, a janitor-style broom, the mop and bucket). After that, we headed all the way upstairs where Julie gathered up some items to take to the consignment store. She had promised an adventure all morning, and the consignment store was it! Joe busied himself by procuring Kleenexes, bouncing Leaky on the big green ball, finding Ted's belt, helping himself to his favorite pink tie and attempting to tie it with narration and no help!, getting out some of Julie's shoes, requesting the drawing of sailboats, and generally tearing up the joint. The only wrinkle in the morning was when Julie requested that Joe relinquish the tie, lest the silk become be-snotted. Otherwise, Julie and Joe coughed and sniffled and pattered in happy company. Then, they were off to the consignment store. They were there at 11 bells, first out of the box, so they were back home and lunching on tortellini and peas within the hour. Our Hero is now napping of course. Leaky, too.