This year I got a cold during the Christmas holidays. Usually when one person gets a cold in the house, everyone else can ward it off pretty well.
That didn't happen this year.
I got a cold, then the kids got a cold, Mary, then Dad, then Brandon and Jodie got sick as well. It's nice to see how unified we have become.
Paul, Marissa and Mother, however, the stalwart ones, have yet to experience any symptoms, but we'll see.
Grandma had spent time with us as well, and she was doing fine.
This morning she called the house and I answered the phone:
Me: Hey Grandma.
Gma: Hey, how you doing?
Me: Okay, how are you?
Gma: Is your father there?
Gma: I think I've caught The Crud.
If you think you have caught The Crud, I'm sorry to say, you may have picked it up at our house. We are pretty sure that is where Grandma got it.