A sick preschool boy.

Once upon a time, there was a mom who was sick. And she got her son sick too. Yes, that would be me. and Joseph. For the past few days, he has had a temperature fluctuating between 99 and 103, depending on whether or not he takes some children's Tylenol. Coughing, sneezing, drippy, etc. yuck. At around 3Am on Monday morning, he woke up crying because he didn't well well - so I rushed into his room to comfort him...and he says to me "Mommy - you made me sick! I want Daddy!". Gee, thanks kid.

We stayed home from school/work yesterday and today. I went into the office this morning, then came home at lunch so Dad could go to the office for a Township Board Meeting. Little Joe had a 3.5 hour nap this afternoon, and woke up on the right side of the bed - happy and chipper. :) Which is a nice thing to have when you are dealing with a sick boy! So far, he has eaten a little bit, taken his temperature about 50 times (with the digital ear thermometer), and told me that he wants to learn how to hibernate. (huh?)

The other day, when we ventured outside for a moment - we saw an old friend...Our friendly American Toad! Last summer, he lived in the crook of our silver maple in the front yard. Every day, Joseph would check to see if he was still there, and say hello. Well, our friend started the year off right, and said Happy Spring! Isn't he cute?