Aaron is so much better today. Everything seems to have dried up. The bad news is that I've now got whatever he had. I knew I would get it. Ever since he was born, my immunity has been so low that I catch anything that anybody around me has.
How did he manage to carry on the normal toddler day yesterday? His naps weren't any longer. He didn't run around any less. He wasn't quiet or content to sit still doing calmer activities like drawing. He was up and about as if there was nothing wrong.
Meanwhile, all I can think of today is how much my throat hurts and how badly I'd like to just crawl into bed and stay there. Of course, he's as chatty as ever and all my short answers just make him want to engage me in a conversation more.
I'm off to bed for a few minutes. When he wakes up, I'm just going to be lazy and put a DVD in. He can have a treat so that I can snooze. I'll be back with some new photos of my neighborhood tomorrow.