'Tis the season for sickies. After having a sibling party with all six kids chilling on Kobe's bed (you know, breathing each other's air and stuff) the night he started feeling sick, it's been like watching dominoes go down. They're falling one by one. Sharon even went down this week. And what do we do for sick people? We make SOUP! I tried a different one today; a brothy, ricey, meatbally concoction from my own brain. I will be the first to admit that those brain children do not always go well, but this one is pretty dang good AND incorporated food storage!
It will be served with fresh homemade bread, made this morning to replace the loaf the littles mutilated last night. (I saw Savannah walking through the house with a third of the loaf, liberally sprinkled with garlic salt. Of course, someone had opened the bread machine while it was cooking, so the loaf had collapsed anyway. Children + bread= mischief). I am praying that this plague will be banished from the house really, REALLY soon...so we can all go get flu shots on Friday. 😃
Me: "Congrats on not being sick everyone! Here's your prize!"
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