Sick (by CKB)

We are sick.

Oh boy, are we sick.

Aaron had a case of (self-diagnosed) walking pneumonia.  He shuffled to the pharmacy next door, got some antibiotics, and three days later, he's on the mend.

I have a cold.  And the flu.  (The FLU!!?!!  I never get the flu, I always do the shots.)  Ugh.

Noah's got a cough, running snot, and has managed to sleep off a slight fever.

Nate has a "couple of coughs" and is otherwise keeping us in line.

All travels went really smoothly, apart from Aaron being sick (he's been hanging on to this since Christmas).  After five days in Rome, during which we chased Trajan (the Emperor, not the Nephew), saw some amazing art and monuments, and ate a lot of pizza, pasta, and gelato (the Italian Triumvirate), we arrived at the Albright on a rainy Wednesday evening.  We are happily ensconced in a lovely, comfortable, spacious apartment.  If one had to be sick, this is the perfect place to recover.  

And so we are.

Recovering.

Slowly.

More soon....