Ick.

Mom and dad have the full blown flu. I know dad is sick when he says he's not hungry. Anyway, the grandparents took me to their house all day in hopes of avoiding their germs and giving them a few extra hours to sleep (which they've done since I left). Send good vibes that I won't catch it! So far, so good. 

Dad crawling to the couch. 

At least they ventured out to get soup, which subsequently showed up in a different form a few minutes later. 

Me sleeping in the car with grandpa, in my new shoes!!! Notice, like dad, I'm still holding my cookie.