Little sick one

When I went to pick up my kids today, my youngests(sp?) kindergarten teacher told me that she thought my little monkey was sick. This is a child that from the time I normally pick her up doesn't stop...anything. She is the one that at times, as much as I love her, I can't wait to put her to bed. She talks constantly about whatever. When she goes in the bathroom and has no one to talk to, she sings. After her bath, I will have the hair dryer on and she actually sings over that noise. She's loud and she is hyper. So, I picked her up and she told me she fell asleep in school. When we came home, she was laying down on the couch talking to me one minute and snoring the next. She has a cold with a little fever. No surprise for me because my other two have already had this one. I knew it was a matter of time. My oldest daughter when she gets sick, she is the type that you would never know she is sick. Business as usual for her. My little one though...well it's pretty obvious. My house is unusually quiet. Here's hoping for a little song coming from the bathroom tomorrow. Goodnight.