Still Sick

Still sick. Heath is a bit better, and my voice is a bit better, but I may have gotten what Heath had. The girls are both a bit under the weather, but other than that we are good.
Heath is so funny. We have this thing where we ask each other to make or do certain things around the house. We say "but you do it better." A minute ago, Heath asked me what was for lunch. I told him whatever he felt like making. Sandwiches or something. Point being that I don't want to have to put anything together. So he asks me what kind of sandwiches. "I don't care...I am not eating," I replied. So he goes and asks Kalyn what kind of sandwich she wants, giving her several options. He was sure to include 'egg salad' as an option, knowing FULL WELL that Kalyn cannot refuse an egg salad sandwich and has never met one she didn't devour. The point? Heath refuses to make egg salad, insisting that I make the best sandwiches. So here I am, about to make egg salad even though I don't want to. But Kalyn wants it (and Heath wants it too which is why he offered it as an option). I will have to think up some way to get revenge. Maybe I'll sneeze in his...just joking!