We are doing quite well over here in the isolation chamber. Franklin, Eliza and I are holed up, occasionally coughing and therefore making sure this cough only lands on our property – and the cat. Of course, today I find out that even the cat isn’t safe from this Sickness that Shall Not be Named. Poor pussy.
The problem with being relatively well is that this comes with ENERGY!!!. Loads of energy that absolutely SHOULD be expelled outside, rain, wind, sleet, or shine. However, earlier this week our leaf collection adventure led us straight into the path of homeschoolers.
Homeschoolers sure are friendly people. The kids went bounding up to Franklin and Eliza to check out their collection and the parents were so talkative! They had so many ideas! So many invitations! It was probably a good 5 minutes before I was able to tactfully interject that we were actually recovering H1N1ers (shhh, I mentioned a bad word) and perhaps we might not be the best company. I was paranoid Eliza was going to sneeze, or her snot would have been wiped by another parent (yes, they were THAT friendly). Franklin’s a pro at the arm cough but Eliza is a germ factory.
Thankfully, they laughed and ushered their children away as quickly as possible. However the next day, while on a walk to launch Franklin’s helicopter, we saw them again.
“Hahaha, good luck!”
It would have been so much easier to just let them all play together.
We are now trying to stay inside as much as possible but even us home-bodies need fresh air and trying to herd Eliza to keep to the surrounding area is futile. She’s a roamer.
We’ve made play dough, we’ve built lego, we’ve played with the trains, we’ve played the piano, we’ve baked bread, we’ve made crowns, we’ve designed light sabres, we’ve read books, we’ve pretended to be camping. We’re definitely having fun but man, I miss kicking us all outside if only to walk to the fields to count the rabbits.