Sick

We are sick. William has been throwing up for a week. Dave caught it a few days ago. I got it yesterday. Jeremy is missing a field trip today. Alex had a fever a few days ago, but seems to be escaping the worst part. Ben also seems fine, so far. We'll see. I'm really tired. Trying to drink water so I don't get dehydrated and go into labor. Elaine is gone so much she will hopefully escape it. Sigh. At least today I don't have to go anywhere. Poor Dave.

Baseball updates

Alex hit a grand slam home run in coach pitch last week. He now considers himself to be a great baseball player. I'm glad he has confidence.

Benjamin explained to me the difference between tee ball and baseball. He said, "In tee ball you just hit the ball. In regular baseball, somebody throws a ball at you and you have to hit it. Then in tee ball the coach tells you where to run. And he tells you to run and stop. In real baseball, you just don't have a coach telling you where to run and you just have to run and run."

In other news, Jeremy is finishing a poetry unit at school. He woke up in the night last night and wrote down this poem:

Nature
As I listen to a rippling brook
And feel the breeze of spring
I spot a purple poppy, as humble as can be
I spot a purple poppy, as humble as can be