We've all been battling some kind of cold/sore throat/fever bug for the past couple of weeks. Mike and Max seem to have successfully shaken it, but as for Liam and me, so far it's been "We fought the cold and the cold won." We spent most of last night feverishly resting on the couch in an upright position so we could breathe. Well, Liam rested anyway. I managed to watch "Shaun of the Dead" and the first installment of "The Starter Wife," which I didn't realize was a series when I recorded it. Summer TV, man. What are you gonna do?
Anyway, Liam is home from daycare today. Max went by himself (well, Mike took him) and didn't cry once, although he did ask for Liam several times on the 3-minute drive there. And Liam has spent most of the morning sleeping, which is very unlike him. Even though he's not sick anymore, it didn't take much to get Mike to join in on the sleeping fun...
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