Sick

I'm not sure which is the preferable scenario:

1. Sebastian's sick
2. Sebastian's sick and I'm sick too
3. I'm sick

I guess it's pretty easy to spot the less than ideal scenario which is what we've got at our house.

Cough, boogers, fevers, aches, insomnia... yeah, we're living in a Hot Zone of fun fun fun!

Fun facts I discovered this weekend.

• There are only two different kinds of cough medicine for kids still left on the market.  Type A: grape-flavored glycerin water. Type B: only obtainable at the pharmacy counter (so don't get your hopes up that you'll be able to provide your child any kind of relief at midnight) after filling out a sworn affidavit for the DEA promising that you aren't going to cook the crap down and make meth-laced suckers with it, have your mugshot taken and fingerprints added to the government database of "Parents who don't want their kids to suffocate on their own body fluids while they sleep".
• You have to be 18 to buy Mucinex (what the hell is that about?  17 year-olds freebasing a mucus reduction product?)
• If you don't have health insurance or don't have the health insurance card for your child who is *supposedly* insured by his father, the full cost of a trip to the Insta-care is $120/per person.  The wait this weekend was about 3 hours - no reservations. Any dealing with the insurance agency is your responsibility.  No card, no copay.
• The size of a nose is not directly proportional to the amount of boogers that come out of it - especially at 2 am when I'm sound asleep.  Apparently there is a hidden bucket of booger reserves stashed somewhere in a 45lb body.
• Costco is a god send for purchasing vast quantities of kleenex, Advil and Purell.
• Orange Kool-aid and Tang are contained in nearly identical packaging.  The contents however are vastly different.
• A fever of 103 in a small child produces rather amusing results during sleep.  I observed Sebastian carrying out a full-volume conversation with someone about apple juice and watching SpongeBob.