The Battle at Boogie Hill

There is a serious matter at hand in our house. We are at war. The war against the boogies, the coughs, the sneezes, and the runny noses...

These are my wounded soldiers...
Corporal Hunter

Corporal Ethan

Corporal Colton

Sargeant Brian

And these are their weapons...

(These are MY weapons...I am the leader of this battle...I cannot succumb to it...I better drink wine. )

My little soldiers fought long and hard today, but they are losing this battle. Thus, they are resting now....my 3 little soldiers....

I mean my 4 little soldiers...

(it's like playing Where's Waldo. Can you find the 4 sick people amongst the living room clutter?)
For now, they will sleep soundly in my hospital...

Hunter attempted to crawl to boogie freedom....

But it was no use. The floor won. The Tylenol kicked in. Here she shall remain. At least until it's time to eat.

Stay away people....stay far, far away. We are a contaminated group...hopefully not for long!

And that, my friends marks the HALFWAY point in my 30 posts in 30 days!