Both Tim and Little G have “the junk”, also known in our house as a sinus infection. We almost made it to a year without having to get the “pink stuff.” Almost. I mean there is literally junk oozing out of the poor little baby’s eyes. Eww. But oh, he’s still so sweet and all he wants to do is sleep and nurse and well, cry. But can you really blame him?
Unfortunately Tim succumbed to it too and has been home the last couple of days. So far The B Man and I are doing fine (fingers crossed). Let’s pray it doesn’t strike the other 50% of us (picture me lifting head and hands to the heavens). As much as I hate to have my hubby and baby sick, I would really not like it if all of us were.
So don’t come over to our house, but you can still come and take a glimpse inside via this here little inter-webby thing. Fortunately you cannot get sick by reading the blog and if you would be so kind, please send some “get well” vibes. In return I have virtual hugs for you!!
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