Wherefore art thou?

I haven't been blogging because I've been sick. Way sick. Flu sick. Stay in bed for two days and do nothing but sleep sick. Then get up and feel somewhat better. I lost my voice along the way, and Roxanne was pretty freaked out by my froggy croak. She wasn't too pleased at my whispered renditions of her favorite books.

Roxanne had some kind of illness before me, but it didn't seem as severe as mine. Dan got it too, but to a much lesser degree, and he's at the end of it.

Anyway, thank God last week wasn't production week of The Revels or even this week, when we're all going to Illinois for the annual family pilgrimage.

Oh yeah, I got the flu shot last fall. Heck of a lot of good it did for me in June.

Rock on

Toddlers are all about being on the move. When I do capture Roxanne from her roving, she might sit still for a few seconds before squirming away. Snuggling is at a premium.

One day this week when she wasn't feeling very well, Roxanne let me know she wanted to sit with me in the rocking chair. I expected her to sit for a minute at the most, but she snuggled against me and stayed put while we rocked.

"Moon," she said.

This means she'd like me to sing the last line of "I'll Be Seeing You," which references the moon, something she's into these days. I sang the last line, and when she asked for more, I sang the whole song. I ended up singing the song three times through while we rocked. I thought she had fallen alseep until she asked for "moon" again, and I obliged.

Then she wiggled down like nothing unusual had happened. I played it cool, too, but knew I had been given a lovely gift.