When I woke up this morning I was less than thrilled about Family Day.  A new holiday from our government.  I mean a whole day of time with the kids!  Oh wait I do that everyday.  My lack of enthusiasum had much to do with my weekend of bed ridden illness I was still revovering from.  Me and three children had suffered through fever, chills, sore throat and hacking cough.  My oldest son was taking his turn and his fever this morning added to my reluctant feelings to this 'holiday'. 

I deternmined to make the best of it however declared that  there would be no t.v. at all today.  I am a little embarrassed to say that we all overdosed on movies during the weekend. 

Our kitchen table was a crafters paradise.  I pulled out the assorted collection of macaroni, paints, glitter ( i hate glitter), pipe cleaners, paper plates.   We sang silly songs.  We layed around together in a heap and talked.  We played a marathon game of monopoly.  (i hate monopoly).  I actually got the giggles.  I can't remember the last time i got the giggles.  I have been trying to get them but they are so elusive when being chased. 

It was a good day. 

Now I must go take care of my sick husband.  He was the rockstar of all husbands this weekend taking care of us all.  At one point there was four of us in our bed with fevers.  Such a man.