Now it's time for picture time

This is what sick looks like . . .

I can't believe I am going to post this sickly picture. I look like I am 45!

not 32! Man, can I pull off a sombrero or what?

and when parents are sick, kids end up looking like this . . .

yes these children are ready for any ninja attacks that may come their way. Who knew there was a pink ninja gang? You can see that Aidan is uber-prepared with his light saber, headgear and trusty computer mouse. I am sure it will be effective at clicking them away.

Thank goodness for Uncle Jamie and Aunt Debi who brought the temporarily neglected children some giant doughnuts so at least they won't starve. I am just sorry I didn't get to smooch on M&M and the Coopster.

and these guys won't starve either. I am not even sure you can make them out. There are about 14 little brown clumps out there that are the quail in our backyard that we love to feed. They have some sort of sixth sense for impending camera's though. It seems like whenever I want to capture their beauty they all start to scatter. Maybe they believe my photos will steal their soul or maybe they think the camera will somehow turn them into dinner or maybe the Sudefed has finally melted all rational thought from my congested cabeza.