I was just thinking the other day, "We have not had any sickness at our house for a long time."
Jinx--I might as well have mail-ordered a virus while I was at it.
The Two Year Old announced to us last night , "Momma, I sick. I sick" as we were laying him down in a makeshift bed in our room (I'm too lazy to climb stairs every hour through the night to check on him). He's come down with a yucky head cold and this is sick of me to say but it's kind of nice to have him in a lower energy, higher cuddly state than I typically get with him.
So this is where you'll find the Two Year Old for the next day or two.
Don't worry, it's all good Grandma--miss you!
