Our little fella has a cold...an ooey, gooey, gross, runny nose, sleepless nights kind of cold. Ugh! You just gotta feel for him....he can't blow his nose yet and his mother is constantly stalking him with a kleenex in hand in order to free him from some goo but it usually ends up in a smear fest with the said goo across his face and even once on his forehead and in his hair. Ugh! And oh for the love of sleep...
It's getting better but since Mucous Fest '06 began there has been less and less sleep. Which really means W's mother is becoming less and less patient and more and more wacko. Also, her throat is now sore and there's been a sneeze or two....hints of becoming a full fledged Mucous Fest member.
On that note, W is napping so it's time to join him.
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