Another Week

Another week of sick kiddos.  This time is was some kind of virus that made them tired, cranky, with fevers and coughs.  Too many germs this cold, cold winter!  I was hoping going to Florida would break the cycle and boost their immune systems.
They always seem to get sick when there is a ton to do (but maybe there always is).  The evening class I was teaching finished a couple of weeks ago and final projects were due.  I was online Tuesday night trying to make sure that the projects were coming in, with the final reflection papers, correctly, so people could resubmit if need be, without losing points for them being late.  The kids were taking turns crying and being very miserable.  I finally ended up with Sam asleep on one couch and Vivian sleeping on me while I tried to balance the laptop.  At 10:30 pm I gave up, figuring the children needed me more than the adults, and if the adult students couldn't submit their projects correctly, then they could have emailed by then.  (Of course I got one email at 11:38pm!).
Anyway, have to keep smiling and plugging away, not worrying about missing days of work and getting everything done.  Some funny moments from the week:

• Vivian hijacking the remote when Sam was finally settled (after a few bouts of tears) on Saturday night with a movie.  Sam wailed, "she ruined the movie!  Vivian ruined it all!  Bef-an, Chris-TO-PHER!!!"  We were finishing our dinner as I found Vivian running out of the living room holding the remote like a football, smiling with delight.  Sure enough she had pushed a series of buttons that made the movie fast forward and then flipped the channel.  

• Sam instituting a fine for, "going too fast in the dining room and bumping into the black thing." Basically, if you bumped into the sideboard, you paid him a dollar, or Vivian a dollar.  (This gene is totally from his aunt).
• The cat appearing from downstairs and taking a nap in Sam's bed with him.  This is the first time he's stood for sharing his bed with her.  When I asked him how his nap was, he told me, "good.  Annie and I shared a cracker that I found."(?).  

• Tonight, Sam told me, "Mom.  You don't have to worry.  I'll tell you when I'm asleep.  Okay?"

I finally finished my final project grading.  Now onto report cards for school, taxes, and conferences.  I think the kids are on the mend, less tears today, no fevers, and Vivian now has a rash, which is apparently a good thing, as according the pediatric nurse I spoke to, it means her fever has broken.