Fuss is down with some kind of nasal invasion and took me with him. The Wife has, thus far, escaped contagion.
Aside from the feeling like crap part and the nose running down my face part it's kinda nice- he's all lethargic and just wants to sit on my lap wrapped in his buenies and watch shows. We're getting in some disease ridden quality time.
Roku is down, so we're working our way through my extensive catalog of Miyazake films.
He won't eat so I'm keeping his sippy cup filled. We'll head out to the store for kleenex and more juice when the Wife gets back from yoga class- gotta stave off CABIN FEVER.
/update
Here's the little man after I got some soup down his gullet:
2 comments:
ok a few comments here
1. I am pleased by the sudden re-invigoration of baxblog.
2. I will have to go on outtings by myself due to extreme likelihood of contagion.
3. Eamonn is the most attractive baby on the planet.
4. I finished knitting my socks.
he's the most beautiful one, it's true.
come up after I pass out tonight, erin isn't polluted.
Post a Comment