…and the only prescription is a couple of aspirin and bed rest.

We were called by the school today to go get the Monkey because he wasn’t feeling well. When we got there, we was curled up in the Nurse’s Office, peeking toward the door, waiting for us to arrive. He was just a little ball of feelin’ icky: Fever, sore throat, nausea. We brought him home, and laid him down in bed to watch Phineas and Ferb as he drifted off to sleep, cuddling up and telling him that he would be okay. Of course, this evening, my wife and I are feeling just about the same, so now it’s about trying to get better before visiting my grandparents.

So we’ll be taking a couple sick days, here at The Vaults.

-Tex