At my house we all got hit with colds this past week. I’m blaming the Easter Bunny. Every year he hops to our houses and gives us all kinds of treats, but do we really know where his hands have been? I’m not sure I’d want to know. Maybe next year I’ll leave out a bottle of Purrell right next to his carrots. Yesterday I was finally able to get my 3 year-old to stop running laps around the house and wiping snot everywhere by telling her we’re playing a game. It’s called lets lie down in bed and read which is usually code for mama is about to drop dead and needs to rest. Read More