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!
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I’m so sorry you missed your date night–Nate and I will take Miles (when he’s not vomiting, of course) sometime in the near future so you and your husband can get out together. Really hope things get better soon!
Too cute. I hope he feels better soon! It sounds like the trip to the ER did some good. Nothing better than the magic medicine they hand out there.