This morning when O. woke up, I didn’t realize he was under the weather, even though he’s been fussy for a few days now. When I had to use the dreaded suction on his nose, I still didn’t realize he was under the weather. And when his voice sounded scratchy and painful, I found myself wondering what was going on.
But when I hugged him after breakfast, he felt unusually hot. Once I took his temperature, I knew.
We’ve got a sickly one, we do.
All of that to say that I’m tired and I’m about to go snuggle down with Life of Pi until naptime is over.
Which means I probably have ten minutes left, so I better wrap this up quickly.
Did I mention everything has been behind today?
Good thing the day is almost over!
Or, at least, the part without Daddy home is.
Over on the TRWBB blog, I wrote about giving our children good books, meaning books by Barbara Cooney (among others).
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