Sick Son, Sad Daughter, Tired Mom and Dad

Today, we are not a happy family.

Will has come down with something. He is running a slight fever and has non-stop sneezes. He's cranky and feels bad. He took over a three hour nap in the middle of the day, and then he just laid around on whoever he could get close to the rest of the evening. He's not running, yelling, screaming, dancing, fighting, or attacking.

Tori called me in tears and talked to me on my cell phone while I was checking out at Borders, driving to Home Depot, shopping in Home Depot, paying, and reloading Will back in the vehicle. She's sad and wants to come home. She still hasn't found a job and she can't stand what her father has turned into. This has not been the nice break in circumstances she was hoping for from her summer.

I'm exhausted. I haven't really slept well the entire time Steve was gone. I put in long hours and just kept going. Now that he's home, it seems to have all just hit me at once. I just want to lay down and rest.

And poor Steve, fresh from a week of emotional turmoil and stressful family reunions, comes home to work that is a week behind. He didn't complain about work when he got home today, which tells me just as much as Will's unusual behavior.

I wonder if he's sick too?