I got the flu and Noah got pink eye. Not fun.
I'm going to start practicing my "new years resolution" now. I've picked Philippians 4:8 to be my "theme" verse for next year:
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
So, here goes...
Brian and Noah haven't got the flu (yet) and the worst is over.
All this coughing is surely building some fabulous ab muscles.
"Protocols" are awesome when they save you a trip to the germ-infested doctors waiting room and $$$ for the visit. We had our pink eye prescription in hand by 8:30 Monday morning for less than a 10 dollar bill.
Brian and Melissa haven't got pink eye (yet), and you can barely tell he had it.