All the kids had a random high fever this week. They felt awful and snuggly at first and then they went for the in-between stage that is a mother's nightmare. They are still too sick to go to school but they feel good enough to be super grumpy and bored. We kept ourselves entertained by having a restaurant lunch. Rocky will only help me if I tell her that it is her responsibility as a server. She set up the table with a lovely bouquet and tried her best to keep the customers happy. I think that I might be able to hire Rosy out to places that are trying to train their waiters how to deal with high maintenance guests. She was upset about the color of her plate and then asked to return her sandwich because it was cut on the diagonal. In the end after a pretty heated discussion with the head chef she agreed to accept the sandwich as long as it was served on an orange plate and cut one more time so it was in 4 pieces instead of 2. Apparently triangles are okay as long as there are more than 2 of them.
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