You are a remarkable chickadee yourself!
Why, thanks. At this point in my career as a prolific suburban housewife, I can cut myself some slack unless someone is throwing up or bleeding or needs to be taken to an academic, athletic, or social event or I have to go to Walmart again.
I spent a couple of hours at the corner emergency clinic this afternoon with #6 Son, who has been throwing since Monday. They gave him a shot, and he’s doing better now. Tough little devil.