
...the very thing they want to play with?

Can you name that illness?
Ding! Ding! Ding!
If you said "Roseola" you are correct!
So that is what I have been doing this week: tending to a fussy girl, helping a fussy girl with high-spiking fevers get back to bed a few times each night, bringing the fussy girl into bed with me so I could get some rest, taking the fussy girl to the doctor yesterday to be sure it wasn't ear infections, and holding a fussy girl who feels much better today but has grown quite fond of the arrangement where I hold her all day.
I'm a little tired. But all the rest of us are healthy, we managed to do schoolwork each day, and at least it is roseola and not leprosy, which is what the kids keep calling it.
There is always something (well, lots of things) to smile about.
(& feel free to share some of your reasons to smile)