As it seems to always go, the kiddos got sick over the Christmas holiday. Fevers, coughs, sore throats, headaches, some vomit, chills, and the likes. The week off school and work turned into watching about ten million movies, lots of naps, lots of baths, and lots of crying. Well, the crying just came from Dakota. Bless her sweet, blood-sucking soul when she's sick. The poor thing is probably the very most emotional, demanding, and unreasonable child when she's sick. It took literally seven minutes to get her to swallow some Tylenol. I finally started taking pictures because the dramatics were a little comical. But in all seriousness, it's no fun when we're all sick. We've become lazy, unproductive, cold beings. Hoping for summer to come sooner than later... Micah: "What if she's dead?" Me: "She's not. She's just sick." Micah: "But what if she never wakes up?" Me: "She will. But it would sure be sad if y...