Gabrielle (age 6 2/3) becomes overly dramatic and suddenly helpless, sending me on various missions for her (i.e. getting an immediate glass of chocolate milk, giving her every possible food option from the fridge only to find that all food is unsuitable for her sickened state, and warding off the boys who make her head hurt). She also has the "sick voice" down pat. Yesterday as I was heading off to church with the boys in tow, Gabby gave me a weakened smile and said truly pathetically, "Have fun Mommy" then she hid a secret grin giving away the fact that she was overjoyed that she didn't get to go to Church.
Alex (age 3 3/4) sucks it up with only a few indications that he's feeling under the weather (besides the obvious fever and lethargy). Today this included him entering my room at 10:30 AM requesting snuggle time which then led him to take a 2 1/2 hour nap. Then, following dinner Alex entered the dining room in tears upon hearing that there was a spiderweb on our table. Yup, my boy is sick.
Oliver (age 6 1/2 months) will not let me put him down--or act like I was even thinking of putting him down. He insists on being held constantly, which means that today was utterly unproductive.
Well, if you'll excuse me we're now on the 4th Star Wars and Gabby doesn't want me to miss it.