It's been a rough few days around here lately...
I stayed home from work Wednesday and when Simon woke up from his nap I noticed he had a bit of a fever. He was especially quiet and just wanted to snuggle with me. I took them to the park and Simon wouldn't even get off my lap. In fact, he fell asleep in my lap amidst about 25 yelling kids. We got home and I attempted to feed Simon some dinner. One bite in and he threw up on his tray. I was pleased for the easy clean-up but dreaded the miserable night that was to come. Thankfully Simon didn't throw up again but he was miserable and was up often throughout the night. The next day he was more himself. He still had a slight fever but was able to keep food down.
Yesterday, Isabella had a fever early in the morning and soon after, complained of a sore throat. She doesn't want to eat much and is really whiny. I'm hoping this will pass REAL SOON.
After Simon's nap today, I brought the kids to the kitchen table to feed Simon lunch. When he was done I told Isabella that I was bringing Simon upstairs and I wanted her to follow me.
Isabella said, "He just woke up. What in the hell are you going to do with him? Oh....I'm not allowed to say that, am I?"
As usual, I had to turn away to laugh. It's good to see that even though she is sick and miserable, she still has her sense of humour.
And I almost forgot...Simon said 'Dora' really clearly today when he saw a Dora magnet on the fridge. Scary since he still really doesn't say anything...