Family in Feast and Feria

I have laryngitis. It starting coming last night. Ds and I were praying the Stations of the Cross together. I told him I wouldn't be able to sing. He insisted I try, so for the first few stations he heard the horrible noises from my throat, so he asked me NOT to sing.

He is very concerned about the loss of my voice. I joked that it was a frog in my throat, and that had him concerned. "When is the frog coming out?" Every few minutes he comes running to me, "What did you say, Mommy? Is your voice better yet? When is going to be better?"

Daddy just called from his retreat to check in. Ds got on the phone and said: "Daddy! Mommy's voice is ruined! She can't sing!"