Sick House

That's right, I believe I am incapable of keeping my child healthy. Heaven help us when we have two! I would like to blame church nursery (and do), but seriously, what is it that makes germs stick to Jacob like flies on stank (no offense, J.J.). This latest sickness has included a mystery fever for two days and now some mild stomach problems, about which I will not elaborate. It hasn't been a terrible experience by any means...we've just spent a lot of time inside, which is a tall order for us.

He fell asleep on me today, which is a sure-fire sign that he's feeling ill and I didn't know what to do!?! Let me explain.

1. I was REALLY hungry. In fact, my stomach was growling. In other words, which child do I take care of. Hmmmm.

2. I needed to use the bathroom.

3. He was only wearing basketball shorts. No socks, no shirt.

4. I had put his bedding in the wash and had not put the new sheets on his bed yet.

So there I was, trapped under a child woefully unprepared to take a nap in every way yet desperately needing a quality nap (read: a nap in his crib). So, I eased him onto the couch. I got up, turned to look at him and gasped. He was an angel. An angel wrapped up in a ratty old Daytona Beach towel laying on a sheet to protect the couch. It didn't matter, he took my breath away.







(The end of the story is a 4 hour nap in his crib once I dressed his bed and dressed him. Tricky mommy!)

(Also, I do know how to take pictures, but silly blogger cropped them...just use your imagination for the forehead, fingers and toes that are missing.)