The Bambini Call In Sick

Fans, the bambini are both sick.  Clara's lingering kind-of-a-cold-but-for-sure-her-two-year-molars-coming-in malaise has turned into a cough-fest.  This ongoing sickness (and of course the imminent appearance of some molars) goes a long way to explaining Birdie's bear cat-iness in recent days.  Poor Birdie.  She's so discombobulated she fell out of bed last night.  She got a horribly bad bonk.  Then, her blankets came off and she couldn't even contemplate figuring out how to get them back on herself, and really, that's what Mommies and Daddies are for--to tuck blankets up around us when we're sick.

Joe is also a one-man coughing band, but also has a stuffed up nose and a fever.  As is Joe's way when he is sick, he slowed way down and slept hard when the time came.  When Ted arrived early to pick Our Hero and his Erstwhile Sidekick up from school, he found Our Hero spaced out on a cot.  He reportedly curled himself into the chair in the living room with a blanket the moment he got home, and slept hard when the time came.  He did wake up--but not right away--when Clara was wailing in the wake of scoring her goose egg, but was otherwise down for the count practically from the moment his head hit the pillow.

So the bambini are calling in sick, and staying home today with Ted, who will be taking them to Dr. Harrington this afternoon just in case they have something that won't resolve on its own.