The Joy of Cousins. ...

... means that their Saturday runny nose becomes your Monday runny nose. Both girls came down with their cousin Connor's cold bug yesterday. And both girls responded completely opposite of one another. Arianna handles sickness like Gina. She smiles in between snorts and snot bubbles and laughs between coughs. Mucus rolling around in her sinus cavity sounding like a pool vacuum out of water, yet eyes still sparkle with happiness. Even this morning at 5am, after one of the worst nights of sleep in a long time, she still was all smiles. Almost as if to say, "don't worry about me Dad, I'm fine" as Gina and I argue out of sheer exhaustion. Genevieve. ... she takes after the old man. The slightest hint of a cold and she's all drama and fussiness, crying and screaming and wailing until she passes out. Her actions seem to say "forget Arianna! Hold ME, love ME, make ME feel better!" And she barely has a hint of a sniffle. Two kids, two very different styles. And we will get to see the grown up version tonight. Gina is now feeling it coming on so it's inevitable I'll have it by sun down. Of course Gina will go about teaching inspiring yoga classes and playing with babies. You'll find me sprawled on the couch with a box of tissues in one hand and my last written testament in the other, begging to be coddled.