While everybody came home from Ethiopia with bad colds and some bronchitis, we've been healthy since. Except for now. The triplets have their first American-caught cold (actually that's not true--Tsega caught a cold a couple of months after homecoming). That's what happens when you expose your kids to every bad germ in your own home in the hopes of slowly building their immune systems--like binkies off the floor caked with days-old dried saliva--and then you get them together in a foreign place like Minnesota and surround them with little kids and strange hotel floors. Now the snot is over-flowing (mama and papa remain healthy so far).
Bereket sleeps it off.
Sira feeds his cold. Poor guy, somebody wipe his nose and chin (look at the ooze coming from his nose. . . and that's milk on the chin, not snot). I know, he's usually much cuter and not so fussy.
Tsega plays it off.
They're doing better and the mucus is drying up. Poor babies.