It's official, we are all going to be sick together. Now, that's a scrapbooking moment. Hunter and Dad are sleeping and I am not far behind them. Hunter sounds terrible tonight, he is so congested he is breathing out his mouth, which makes him officially his Dad's son, a SNORER :( We are not feeling much better than him.

We hope you are all well, and you are beating the cold/flu that is circulating, and re-circulating in our case.

I asked Hunter if he knows what tomorrow is????