Have I Told You Lately That I Love You?

So, the day is over and I am one tired biotch. BUT...it was ok. We survived!
Can I say thank you, thank you, thank you for all of your advice and support? Yeah? OK!
THANK YOU.
You guys rock.
I was even able to play monster with the boys tonight which is always fun. I love scaring the crap out of them. I contort my body and lumber slowly after them while they squeal and run as fast as they can. Occasionally they'll come too close and get tickled as I make ugly, monster noises. Then I freeze and they slowly inch their way toward me, giggling and trembling. I don't move a muscle...then, when they're starting to feel ok, like I'm not scary, I JUMP and growl menacingly.
They love it. And you know what? It takes surprisingly little energy. So, it's a win-win all around.
Everyone is doing better now. You'd never know Caleb, Aidan and Jim were sick. Liam is still stuffy and having a hard time sleeping, and of course you know I'm still recovering. But things are (knock wood) looking up.
Here are a few pics from tonight:

I'll leave you with an inspiring conversation with my brother, who stayed home from school today because...you guessed it...he's sick.

Jeff: Did you know Leslie Neilson is from Regina?
Me: Vagina?
Jeff: REgina.
Me: Vagina?
Jeff: Ugh.
Me: You know the cat's licking your leg, right?
Jeff: It's ok. I do it to her all the time.

Just so's you know, my brother brings out the unsavory in me. It's HIS fault!

Well, I'm off to bed to try and sleep with the sound of freezing rain pelting against the windows. Night night.