...well, yesterday, as promised, I brought out a wooden spoon and a pot for the childrens to bang on.
They didn't really get it. Although, Miss Squeaky did realize that a spoon goes in your mouth.
They do like to rattle their plastic chain links, though.
The childrens are feeling better, but MyBetterHalf is feeling worse.
I need some sleep. Why do I stay up so late?