The Christmas cruds are the gift that keeps giving. Timmy has joined his brother on the injured reserve list. He was up throughout the night coughing like a seal and uncomfortable from a fever. It looks like today we will be making yet another trip to the doctor.
This is a lousy time of year to be sick, especially when you are a kid. Timmy was so excited about Christmas, but now he is miserable on the couch blankly staring at cartoons streaming on the television. I'm hoping that his spark returns quickly.
I hate when my kiddos are sick. Caretaking is made considerably more complicated when it happens in tandem. I want to comfort both of them, but I just can't be in two places at the same time. I am looking forward to Scott coming home from work so we can divide and conquer our sick house!
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