Dear Cold...

Dear Cold,

I felt you coming on to me the other nite.  I was up late and felt it.  You know, the pain in my throat--which also was my first symptom of The Swine....

I woke up yesterday and you must have decided that you would stay awhile.  The tingly nose, the sneezing, the box of Kleenex that has been used, the coughing, sore throat, stuffed up nose, and what feels like the worst ear pain ever has taken over my existence.

And Cold?  That's fine if you want me to be your place of residence.  But visiting poor Madelyn?  She's a baby...how about you leave her alone soon, okay?  And while you're at it skip over Isabella and especially Leo....

Lord knows the last thing this house needs is the presence of the well known Man Cold. 

That's all now.  Please let me sleep tonite....oh--and food?  I want to taste that again, too.


Thanks {for nothing....},
One miserable Mommy