Sick and delirious but happy

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I  had an AWESOME weekend with my son!!!!!!

JJ and I



Unfortunately, I brought a nasty cold home with me. I was only at work for an hour and half  Monday. The rest of the day and night were spent in my comfy bed with the edges blurred by Nyquil and other cold medicine.

Honestly, I feel like the living dead. I shouldn't be at work but news never stops. Even though I feel bad, I had a great weekend with JJ. So it is worth feeling like road kill. For JJ, Saturday was an adventure of various places culminating in seeing a movie and having McDonald’s afterwards. For me, it was an adventure of staying awake and coherent.

We went to the library (or libraries), Goodwill and Big Lots. JJ loves going to the $2 movie theater. We watched Mr. Popper’s Penguins. It was not a choice of mine. I was miserable watching the movie but had a great time watching him watch the movie.
This is my favorite photo of my son. It captures the essence of JJ.

When you are five, everything is magical and exciting. As grown ups, we lose this. My son still sees the wonder and excitement in everything. Plus, he thinks I am the most awesome person in the world. And right now, it is what I need to hear. I can't imagine my life without him. He is my heart and soul. He keeps me going when things dreary and sad.

Daily Dose

1. Nyquil

2. Kleenex with aloe

3. My beautiful little boy. I love all 46 inches of him!

Comments

  1. CeCeOctober 5, 2011 at 11:51 AM

    Glad you had a great weekend with your son. Hope you feel better soon. Being sick is the pits!!

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  2. AnonymousNovember 9, 2011 at 12:18 PM

    man he sure is growing fast...would love to see both of you....maybe you could come visit during the Thanksgiving weekend???

    ReplyDelete

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