
In other news, I'm battling through day 16 of lingering sickness and I've had just about enough. In my distress, I gave in a got us McDonald's for lunch today -- milkshake and all. Anna pretty much thought she died and went to heaven. What's super weird though, is that after polishing off her nuggets, fries & shake, she specificly requested peas and proceeded to eat seven huge spoonfuls. I wish I had more hankerings for peas. (Please disregard my nasaly, scratchy man voice in the background!)