not this, too

It isn't the best way to wake up in the morning. When your kid runs in crying and whimpering that he feels like he's going to throw up, you pretty much throw your plans for the day out the window. He spent the morning on the couch instead of at preschool. By lunchtime, he was completely better. And, incidentally, (fortunately) he never threw up. I know there's a virus going around, and I feared we'd been hit, but he ate well and played for the rest of the day. Maybe we dodged a bullet (we seem to be blessed that way lately).

We had some nice cuddle time this evening. I love when he comes up to me and says "Mommy, you're the best mom I could ever have" and "Mommy, you're my favorite!". He's sure a lovable little guy. I hope he feels better in the morning. David and I are STiLL trying to recover from whatever it is that's causing the cold and cough misery that's been plaguing us for way too long! I can't fathom dealing with stomach ills on top of that!