How It Goes

For the last week, we have been passing a stomach bug around the house.  There is nothing amusing or pleasurable about being sick, but there is something about hanging in there and taking care of each other in our weakest moments that is sweet and tender.  Clara is the trooper of the family, she just pushes through the pain with a whimper and sigh and moves on.  Ben is more like his mom, terrified of sick germs and anything "yucky."  He handled his fears with grace and was the one making sure that whoever was currently in the sick rotation always had a bowl nearby, just in case (apologies for the over share).  He also brought Leah one of his beloved blankies and a Pooh Bear book when she was bedridden.  At press time, Mark still had managed to escape the full wrath of "Spring Fever Stomach Flu."  We are all keeping fingers crossed that his super Scottish genes will defend him and we can start over with a new week filled with sunshine and healthy people.  In typical Casa Watson fashion, we managed to snap some cute pictures on the good days.   In sickness and in health we are blessed, but if we have a choice, we pick health.