We’re all down for the count. Aches and fevers and coughs and runny noses and exhaustion with little energy left for even any complaining. Poor little eyes all glazed over and bodies not moving from a single spot for hours at a time. Lots of movies and snuggling under quilts. Grated ginger and lemon and honey tea. Chicken soup is going to be cooking later – after a round of naps for everyone. I’m a bit thankful for it. Not that we all feel awful(obviously,) but for the slowing. Mia has been sick the longest and the past two nights after getting home from work I’ve heard her coughing and coughing and filled the bathroom with hot steam and just sat with her little sleepy body for a bit, looking out at the bright light of the moon. Plus, even though sick, it still means that John stayed home from work for the day and we’re always happy about that. Sickness surely isn’t fun, but these quiet, slow January days do feel good.