By the afternoon our sick little one was feeling a bit better and the others we ready for some run around fun.
I happens to have glow sticks for some reason ( thank you Pinterest for convincing me I needed them)
So, I cracked them open and sent them to the playroom. Off with the lights, I ordered.
And the giggles began. They built a camp fire, they roasted hot dogs,they made their paper plate masks glow.(yes paper plate super hero masks)
(Yes it looks kinda like Jason, I know. Don't judge) ;)
It was a great end to a sick morning. I got to get some laundry done and listen to the giggles (only a little fighting) of my babies.
My conclusion? Glow sticks equal happiness. :)
Well maybe not, but they sure provided us some good clean fun!