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This happened when we moved to Arkansas - everyone spend the year getting sick or getting other people sick. At one point back in 2002 - Cooper was a strep carrier. Lucky us. So he gave his grandparents strep - Big Tom twice - and his siblings and pretty much anyone who spent the night in our house.

Of course, Cooper hates this part of his life - when he was a disease ridden giver of sickness. (He’s sitting next to me right now as I’m writing this.) But it’s just a fact of life - Cooper was awesome at getting people sick.

So we are at it again. Except this time we seem to have a nice rotation going - only one at a time is down or at most two. Of course this weekend it was more physical abuse than being sick.

Cooper banged his head hard in the youth room and his head was bleeding. Didn’t need stitches but he’s got a good mark going.

For some odd reason, my back decided this would be the weekend to remind me that A) I’ve had back surgery in my past and B) I’m not 21 anymore. Shoveling and wrestling with kids and Amy probably didn’t help a whole lot.

So right now, Coop and I are on the couch hanging out…watching the Food Channel and playing on the computer. And even though being in discomfort is not my first choice - it’s giving me a chance to just hang with Coop.

Call it making the most of sick days.