Sick, so very sick. Babies crabby, only willing to sleep on top of me, leaving me pinned by a mass of squirming slightly sick baby flesh. Throat sore, exhausted.
Luckily Demetria arrived this afternoon and was instructed by Danielle that she'd better be holding a baby or doing a chore at all times.
Screaming in stereo, must go.
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i'm so sorry y'all are sick! i wish i could bring you some chicken noodle soup (jewish penicillin!) and hand out with alex and anya for a while...i know luke and dimitria are taking good care of you and the babies, but i bet i make better soup than they do....
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