When a two year old snuggles up to you in church and falls asleep, do you (a) assume she loves you and loves to snuggle (b) needs a nap (c) someone slipped her narcotics (d) check for a fever? In my experience, the answer is always (d), although there have been times when I longed to slip a particularly active and wiggly child a little something to make them drowsy.

The two year old has been running an on and off 103 fever since Sunday morning. Unlike my other children who would feign illness in order to get their hands on medicine, this child is particularly resistant to medication. She won't take it in liquid form. She used to be okay with the rapid melt kind, but now that also has gone to the unapproved list. There is one other way to get Acetaminophen into a child and that involves sticking it where the sun don't shine. That's always fun and non-traumatic (NOT!).

Adding to the excitement around here, as far as I'm concerned -- I have a cold. I'm sniffling, snorting and I sat up in bed and pulled a muscle in my neck. So imagine me bent over snorting and wheezing. I'm moving like I'm about 85 and picking the baby up is no fun. And naturally, I've passed the rivers of snot onto him as well.

We're just a barrel of contagion over here. Want to visit?