Day 3

... of December, started for me at 1AM when my little munchie work me up afraid of the wind outside. Well I think it was really the 102+ fever that woke him up :(. So, me being the hypochondriac that I am, slept next to his bed, worried it would turn into dreaded croup and I wouldn't hear him if he struggled to breathe. Thankfully the night went pretty well, well unless you're a 30 year old whose body isn't as forgiving as it once was, and then you're pretty sore and tired in the morning. It was a lazy day of cartoons, cleaning up from last night's festivities, naps and a yummy pizza dinner with movie/TV time. Hoping tomorrow finds us well rested and in better health.

Happy Monday!!