Apparently one doesn't need to leave the house often to qualify for a grade A sinus infection/bout of bronchitis. Cause I have it, bad. Feeling miserable and sleepy and unable to breathe. It sucks.
Today as I was dropping Evan off at school, I went to give him a peck on the cheek and he gave me the hand. He had the nerve to say "I don't want to catch your germs." He's probably the one who gave me the dang germs to begin with.