A Pox on MY House?

Four chicken pox vaccines. Four chicken pox boosters.

One boy with the pox.

Thinking back a week or two, I'm wondering if Morgan's itches on her back could have been the pox as well. It was hard to tell since she'd scratched the daylights out of anything that was there. I guess it was a pretty mild case if it was the dreaded pox.

The boy has gone to Plan B for the Easter weekend festivities. He's content now that he knows he'll have his very own egg hunt here at home on both Saturday (in lieu of the church egg hunt) and on Sunday (in lieu of the real egg hunt always held at Grandmama and Granddaddy's). With two egg hunts and lots of fun with "just you and me Mommy," he'll survive.

But will he go back to school on Monday?