It turns out that I did get the nasty virus that Eric had. Lots of coughing and just feeling cruddy.
Poor kids, they've been cooped up in the house for days now because both Eric and I haven't felt well enough to take them out to the park or something, and they don't have school this week. The only plus (?) is that they've been watching lots of French cartoons. Now, when I ask Kenny what he understands, he's been saying, "A good amount". That's up from the "nothing" that I heard a few months ago.