One very sick boy sleeping on the chest of his very tired Papa.
The baby monkey has his first ever stomach virus and it has been a brutal 24 hours around here. I wish I could make him feel better, I hope desperately that I don’t catch it (I CAN NOT be sick my first day of the new job. Nope. Not an option), I feel high grateful to my husband who took the night shift last night and slept upright on the couch holding the kiddo all night.
We were supposed to go on a long anticipated, high rare for us date tonight. Instead I just started the second load of puked on clothes and sheets. I confess to feeling kind of really bummed about this.
Hope you all are having a substantially better Saturday!