I woke up sick today.
Last night I had a little hint of "not feeling good".
And then today, I'm defiantly sick.
I'm sneezing, sniffling, and most of all I'm spraying.
My little boy has been SO good today.
It was a perfect day to stay on the couch in PJs, but when you have a little one, that is not always an option.
But Noah has been so cooperative.
Didn't sit in time out even once.
Didn't cry or whine or complain.
Played independently and quietly all morning.
Took an almost 3 hour nap. So did I.
We went to Chick Fil A for breakfast.
He needed a little encouragement to go back into the tubes in the play yard.
We went to Walgreens to coupon a little.
He was a great little errand partner.
But most of all we sat on the couch and watched Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
Or Jake and the Neverland Pirates.
And then tonight we went out to Sonic for a late night treat.
I'm using "we" loosely, cause even though Noah went, the treat was just for me.
Well, it was supposed to be for me, but he got his chubby little hands on it, and wow, it was not easy to get it back! I would compare it to when they rolled him away for his tube surgery.
But it was quickly forgotten, and he is snug as a bug in a rug.
And I'm headed that way too.
Hopefully tomorrow is just as smooth. :)