The sick just will not let us go. Brynja was home all last week, and on Friday Petra started exhibiting the same telltale fever Brynja started with. Brynja’s is nearly back to her regular self, but Petra had a pretty rough weekend with fever and chills, headache, sore throat, and coughing.

Olof and I have also been going a little back and forth with the coughing and general ick, and I am so ready for it to go away. We heard this morning that chicken pox is going around the pre-school, but at least that’s been got out of the way for us. I just simply don’t have time for that sort of thing.

Petra and Tage were both home today, though I think Tage’s malaise was as much due to the two teeth he pulled yesterday. He lost both his canine and first molar on the same side, and he may have been a little too vigorous in his tooth-wiggling. He’s been complaining quite a bit about it hurting, and I can see when I look at him that he’s a little swollen on that side.

I’m hoping that everyone goes back to school tomorrow, ’cause I could really use a full work day before flying down to Uppsala Wednesday morning. I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to this trip — it’s been a month since I’ve been there and I am way overdue.Unfortunately, Tage also has a violin concert on Wednesday morning, so I’ll be missing that. He’s such an easy-going kid, mostly, and he just takes that sort of thing in stride, but I know I’ll be stewing over it for weeks.