The drip heard round the house

Families with school age children live in perpetual fear of a runny nose. One day your child comes home with twin glowing stripes running from nose to lip, the next your house resembles a scene from a bio-medical thriller. People lay around the house listless in their extended wear PJs with the remnants of a box of Kleenex scattered around a nearby trash can like an electron cloud.

Last night Adam went to bed with a runny nose. This morning Cheryl woke up with a sore throat.

And so it begins…

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