Weapons of Massive Disgustion

All three crayons went to the doctor last week to make sure they stay healthy.

Two of the crayons had been perfectly healthy for the better part of a year (the other crayon was not born, but we will still deem her healthy while I was pregnant)

All three crayons are now Weapons of Massive Disgustion.

Seems that they caught a nice little cold and since we have been stuck in the house (thanks to the Almost Blizzard of 2010) and the only place we have been is to the doctor's office...

Did I mention we went to the doctor to make sure they stay healthy?

*sigh*

Well in addition to a gargly cough and fever; we also have nasal drip of massive proportions.

Seriously, think in this magnitude...

or remember when Bill Murray got slimed in Ghostbusters?

Yup...that kinda of nasal explosions are going on here.

I can almost, if I try real hard, hear their little noses laugh at the sight of Kleenex tissues.

"You think that puffy little paper cloth is going to contain me? HAHA...your pitiful attempts are of no use here, mortal"

There is this great side effect of being sick that all children seem to get. The minute a fever has crept up, the minute the cough is heard and the nose begins to drip slowly towards the top lip...they all become so incredibly loving, so wildly snuggly and really finally seem interested in sibling love.

We have mastered the art of sharing.

"You want to play with my snot, germ covered favorite toy, Sister?" Sure! I'll even let you lick it!"

So we are now entering the Quarantine Phase. The days are filled with Lysol crop dusting of all touchable surfaces, the futile wiping of the slow moving slime trail on the upper lip and the dispensing of medicine followed by M&M chasers.

If you don't hear from me in a few days, the unthinkable has happened, and I need all of you to bring your shovels...