Scrambling for a silver lining here amidst almost a week of fevers and nasal nonsense.
Found it yesterday when Butterbud and I took a long, feverish nap together. I awoke, 102 degrees, with hot baby breath on my nose.
Babies sure wake a lot when they’re sick. Preschoolers sure whine a lot when they’re sick. Spouses sure wake a lot and whine a lot when they’re sick.
But at least there’s been some napping again in this house. We’ve missed it.
Hope you’re well. And that we are soon.