Josiah is lying on the ground because Grandpa went too fast, too many times on the merry-go-round. He was quite dizzy. Hannah was excited because some little girls came to play and she was sad to leave. One little girl ran and gave her a hug when we left. From there we went to the antique mall (Michaella's request). She was estatic. We finally returned home to rake. Josiah seems much better tonight. He isn't moping but joined whole-heartedly into charades, as did the drama queen, Miss Hannah. Noah was very creative with his attempts. To illustrate a baseball cap, he sat on the floor in the shape of a hat. He also slaughtered me at tri-ominos - 162 to 50+. Josiah still has a headache and cough but is no worse. Dad and I, well, we're pooped. I lose count of how many times I climb the stairs in a day. You should be staying skinny girl, without T-Tapps. I've searched all three freezers and can't find any chicken to bake for tomorrow night. If you don't tell me some hiding place I've forgotten, I'll pick some up when we go to the library tomorrow.

Love and good night.

Mom