If it's not one thing it's...well, this time it's sore "froats" for Colin and me. Usually a little sore throat doesn't bother me much, but this is the kind that feels like a big sore lump. My usual remedy for a scratchy throat is to keep drinking plenty of fluids. But when it HURTS so much to swallow...yikes!
Whine, whine, complain, complain... I am thankful it's not anything worse!! And I'm thankful that so far Natalie and Tom seem to be fine. Tom, bless his fuzzy little heart, went to the store and got us more Tylenol. Maybe Natalie will make us some chicken soup. Colin and I will be on the couch, sitting under fuzzy covers, trying to find something on TV to watch that we can call educational.
Sore "froats"...blegghhhh...we blame Uncle Jim. :)