There should be a rule that if the mom gets sick then no one else is allowed to get sick as well.  Just once I want to get sick all by myself.  I want my family to soothe my fevered brow, bring me countless cups of tea, and insist I not get off the couch. I’m living in a dream world, aren’t I? Instead what happens is that the cold (yes, we are only talking about a cold but, in my defense, it is a particularly nasty one) starts with my daughter, moves on to my son, and then hits my husband and me at the same time thus leaving…

My reading has been a little disjointed lately.  I keep picking things up and putting them down, not because I am not enjoying them, but because I keep getting distracted by other books.  Sometimes I think having a lot of books to choose from makes it harder to stick to one.  The grass is always greener.  I’ll give you a quick rundown of what I have been dipping in and out of. First of all, I just started Best Little Stories From The White House by C. Brian Kelly.  It is a book my dad loaned me and isn’t something I would necessarily have picked up on my own.  It…