Sometimes our days are good, sometimes our days are bad.

And sometimes our days are ridiculous.

The day before the plumbers started putting huge holes in the walls to reach our decrepit pipes, David came down with a fever. He has been miserable. We think, but we can’t confirm, that he has canker sores in his mouth. He complains loudly about eating and drinking, but is hungry and thirsty.

And then, because it just wasn’t interesting enough around here, Matthew got sick. Another lost day of school, not to mention the quandary of what to do with two feverish children when We Have No Water.

We went to the Air and Space museum for the morning. I’ll post pictures later, but I just don’t have the energy to download them right now. Sick children don’t sleep and neither does their mother.