Saturday afternoon we must have worked too hard on the yard, because by Sunday morning Seth and I were both violently ill. We were hacking and coughing and sneezing. There was a huge pile of kleenex by my bed and I was achy all over again. Seth said we had to stay home from church. I felt bad that I had promised to play in sacrament meeting for Paula, so I had to call around and literally beg for a substitute. Then I had to call around and beg someone to do the Primary rolls for me and I forgot to mention that they'd also be out a pianist. I slept most of the day and played sudoku puzzles. Charlotte and Isaiah played well in the morning and then got bored, so we went outside and drew with the new sidewalk chalk and played in the mud and ate popsicles. Then we gave the children baths and put them in their imp pajamas and they ran around and chased each other and did somersaults on demand.