We’re not sick. The process of zombification just takes a lot longer in the beautiful.
This isn’t because I haven’t cleaned enough. I HAVE (and by “I” I mean “Heidi”). This isn’t because we share drinks and never remember to finish all of the antibiotics we were given. It’s not because Casey licks door handles and Peyton licks Casey. Nope. This is zombification. It’s the only really to explain the slow death that has hit our house in the last two months. We’re turning into zombies.
Case in point: Check out our family pictures: