Monday, December 12, 2005
but of course...
I can now say that I prefer that Sunday night feeling to the Monday morning pukey kid feeling. Yes, in true Sam fashion, we are now home with the sickies (him...not me...yet). He hasn't held anything down since lunch yesterday at about 2:00 on the train ride home. sigh. I think I'm going to curl up under the covers and watch Thomas the Tank Engine with him. Happy Monday.
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4 comments:
enjoy watching the movie with him! it's the little moments, right? :)
hoping he gets better soon.
rach
Poor guy. It's so hard to see the wee ones suffer, although I'm sure Thomas the Tank takes some of the sting away.
Hugs and better feelings.
Ugh, hope he feels better soon. (((hugs)))
Big hugs.
I'm so sorry that Sam is sick. I hope he feels better very soon. Puking always seems like the loudest noise: how can such a small person make such a deep and terrible noise?
Poor baby.
I hope you don't get sick too.
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