I think I am dying. Very slowly. It's not snot I keep blowing out of my nose it is brain matter. At least that is what it feels like. Add to my list of things no one warned me about #435 Mom's don't get sick days. OMG I am so tired and Liam is sick too, so he is very cuddly and clingy and I am NOT complaining about that part. I love the cuddles. I am complaining that all I want to do is crawl under the covers and come out some time next week. It is funny I will use kleenex like in this picture and Liam will look at me quizzically and then pull the kleenex out of my nose and wave it around. He looks at me like, "Hey that doesn't belong there!" Yesterday it was so wonderful and warm, today it is soooo windy and stormy. I love both but to have them back to back is really weird. Being sick, sitting in the sun felt yummy, but this rain matches my cold so I like it too.
So Liam is now 6 months old and he learns new things every day. Guess what he learned to do during church yesterday? How to blow big wet rasberries. I know God has a sense of humor, I mean look at the platypus, so he must have enjoyed Liam's joyful. "Ttthhhhhbbbttt!!!"
Well that is all for now, til later!
1 comment:
Well, if every day is Christmas now, you certainly look the part -- you just need the Santa cap, and perhaps a bit of rouge for the ruddy-cheeked look.
Wishing you and the little guy a full and speedy recovery!
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