Dp isn't talking to me and has gone off to work in a huff. Basically everyone in the house has been sick over the last few weeks with this horrible flu like cold. He's finally got it and is probably behaving worse than the dc did when they were ill. So miserable, snappy, and obviously far too ill to do anything - even though when I had it I still had to work, shop, clean and look after the sick dc. Last night he bit my head off over something and I just basically told him to grow up and deal with it like an adult. Now he's not talking to me. Wibu? To add I have been very sympathetic for a good few days before this but now I'm just fed up of the man child.