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sick day

he even said "cheese" when
i held up the camera
yesterday, i got to go on a date with my husband. we were laughing as we drove to the movie theater (we saw the hunger games ... judge if you must!) because of how different our lives are from early in our relationship. first, we went on a date at 1045am. that would never have happened 10 years ago. second, we frantically left the house after getting ready in 10 minutes after a  typically hectic morning in our house. thankfully, a very good friend of mine who john adores kept him for us, so we were able to enjoy a very nice morning date.

when we got home, i picked john up to give him a kiss, and instantly i knew something was wrong - he was HOT. i immediately guess he was running a 101-102 fever. (as an aside, i used to wonder how moms could magically tell when their kids had a fever. my brother would have a fever, and i would try to feel if he was hot, and i could never tell. apparently your magic mommy thermometer kicks in post-childbirth - my estimate of his temperature was even accurate!)

nothing else seemed to be wrong, so we gave him some tylenol and went about the day. he was maybe a little clingy, maybe a little over-dramatic, but nothing else. i hoped the fever would go away overnight but no such luck, and this morning john told me his ear was "ouch." i'm guessing we've got another ear infection, but in the meantime, i can't send him to daycare at church or normal daycare when he's running a fever ...

so today john and i have hung out in our jammies all day. and overall, considering he's not feeling great, we've had a pretty great day. occasional breakdowns, and regular doses of medicine, but he's still happy enough to cheese for the camera and play lots of basketball.

and tomorrow i will work from home - we'll get boo to the doctor as soon as we can so we can get him feeling better, but i suspect we'll watch a lot of elmo while mommy works and throw in some ample snuggling as well.

i hate that john's sick ... but i won't fight a little bonus time with the snuggliest bug in town.

ps in a preview of the level of productivity i should probably expect tomorrow, john just HAD to sit in my lap and contribute to this blog. so, without further ado, john's first-ever blog post:

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