Sick Boy

Poor Samuel has a cold.. and pink eye. Ugh... Does anyone else find that when their kids are sick, especially when they're babies/toddlers, you go between feeling incredibly sorry for them and feeling incredibly tired of dealing with their whiney-ness? (whiney-ness?? lol) When Sam woke up from his afternoon nap with tears and sniffles I scooped him up and cuddled him with total dedication to his comfort ... at first. 30 minutes later when he's still clinging to me and screaming each time I even make a move like I'm about to let his precious behind touch the couch... my dedication begins to run dry.

At this moment I'm blogging with him curled up on my lap - favorite blankie and pacifier in tow. At least he's letting me multitask.