Does anything suck worse than being sick at the cottage?
I think not.
Except maybe NOT being at the cottage and being sick.
The Wee Lad fell ill half-way through our vacation. Shortly after he got a spiffy new haircut, in fact. I'm 99% sure the two incidents are unrelated.
He then passed the cold bug on to his sister and his Dad. As I type this, I remain unscathed, but I don't know how much longer I can enjoy this luck. Normally I'm fly-paper for cold bugs. At least it appears to be a short-lived thing. Summer colds are the pits.
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