Nothing ruins a good three day weekend like getting sick. And nothing ruins the mood in Eisenbergia like being cooped up in the house for three days.
We had to get creative to keep cranky bored toddler from melting down. Scrabble is fun for working on letters.
Achoo!
Of course he can’t spell, but he likes picking letters and telling us what they are, moving them around and lining them up on the tile racks.
Poor Hen, kid doesn’t get sick very often, and when he does it’s not so bad. This one is a doozy. It just got worse and worse all weekend. Now Josh and I have it too- and let me tell you, in the 5 years Josh and I have been together he has never been sick. So whatever bug we are all suffering, if it’s strong enough and bad enough to bring down daddy, imagine what it’s doing to my baby.
So we snuggled. And watched movies. And tried to cajole this little sick boy into tacking some medicine and drinking some fluids and maybe just maybe eating a little bit.
And it’s hard, so hard this part of being mama, when your baby is sick but doesn’t really understand what that means. He just knows he feels bad and mad and sad.
And I can realte kid, I can relate.
Oh my word…Poor guy. The one with the Triscuits is so sad.
Yeah, the triscuit picture sums it up pretty well. Poor buddy, hope you all feel better soon
Oh goodness…poor sick family! That last picture…sad little pumpkin! I hope you are all feeling healthier soon!