This week has been a bit of a blur. Garry got a horrible cold & cough last week and this week I came down with it along with, to a certain level, Macey, Molly & Braden. Only Emma seems to be holding strong.
I have fallen behind on practically everything -- dishes, vacuuming, laundry. Yesterday I tried to climb out of the hole a little bit by doing some laundry. Molly came into the room while I was sorting and putting laundry away.
When it was time to go to bed, I had to climb under a mass of Molly's stuffed animals she had brought in. I had her come into the room and clean it up. It took several trips to get them back in her room.
"Molly," I asked. "Why did you bring those all in here?"
"Because I wanted to spend time with you AND my toys," she said.
Can't argue with that.