Not pretty good, but OK

The pat answer has changed in the last day or two. No longer is the answer "Pretty good." Now, it's "Well... OK." John's taken to mimicking our typical response when he asks us something. We've long asked him how he's slept or how his day was. Usually we do this in an effort to make small talk at the table and encourage (i.e., distract) him to stay longer at the table instead of wanting to run off to play. And now he's asking us those questions, too.

We are all slowly making a recovery. Daddy and I are still coughing lots at night, while John seems to have finally passed that stage. His nose isn't really running, although it still bothers him and we end up "blowing" it too many times a day with little results. I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel!

-EBP-