The House of Snot and Phlegm.
It is official. All three of us have a cold.
J went down first, catching it from Gammie while we were at the hockey game Saturday. Then, of course, I immediately caught it from him (I have a hard time avoiding all the drool bombs he drops on me). G looked like he might fight it, but woke this morning with quite the manly voice (i.e. all deep and phlegmy).
So, come to our house at your own risk.
March 14th, 2008 at 3:28 am
I thought she promised not to lick him!