Hope you had a jolly Christmas. Bubs and I got sick on the Eve of Christmas Eve. We took him to the E.R. in the middle of the night last night after he started choking on phlegm, gagged, and covered me head to toe in vomit. I got a shower, he got a bath, and we were off to the hospital. He smiled and flirted with the nurses despite having a fever. That's my boy. So charming, just like Daddy.
I would write more, but I'm busy being sick, and taking care of a barfing baby boy. Oh, the joys of motherhood. He's so worth it though. Seriously.