'Tis the season

Raymond got up this morning complaining that he was too weak to walk. Of course I think he is being dramatic. I hold his hand to "help" him get to the table for his pancakes. I ask him what is wrong, he says he doesn't know.

While fixing Kayann's hair she says "I just dont know whats wrong with that brother." I say me either. She says "probably he is sick or dead!" Oh my gosh!

I come downstairs there is Raymond looking as miserable as possible. He asks for a popsicle because his throat hurts. It dawns on me........this is the time of year, EVERY year, that he gets STREP THROAT