The Little Man has some kind of feverish thing going on so we've just been hanging out all day.
The up side is he's acting super cuddly, the opposite of his normal state. He loves you to hold him, but usually so he can ride you around like an elephant, a tiny rajah directing your actions with imperious hand gestures.
Today he's like a limp rag, conforming to whatever contour presents itself.
It's a nice change of pace, except for the part where he's sick. It's put me in mind of a former girlfriend who was a manic spaz- we got along best when she was either ill or half asleep (and there's some sound dating advice for my younger readers...steer clear of potential mates who carry on like toddlers!)
He's on the second of two naps right now, I'm hoping this doesn't mean he'll be up til midnight.
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