"Malum consilium quod mutari non potest" -Publilius Syrus ("It's an ill plan that cannot be changed")

So, Matt and I have been sick for over a week now.

I've noticed that Matt sings a lot more when he becomes ill. He develops this nice baritone, and shows it off by singing low low songs.

"Ol' man river, Dat ol' man river He mus' know sumpin'... "

Okay, so I haven't actually heard him singing that one, but if he knew it he would.

My voice doesn't accomodate melodious accompaniments when I catch a cold. I sound more like a cackly witch:

"Come here, my pretty! And your little dog, too! Hehh hehh hehh hehh hehh!"

Matt lulls the kids to bed with his handsome under-the-weather voice. Children run when I'm sick.