We've been having a sick few weeks around these parts. Last week, The Guy came down with an explainable high fever. I chalked it up to teething, but apparently he had roseola, complete with wicked sweet red dotty rash all over his body. It looked cool, didn't seem to bother him except for the fever. I apologize in advance to any parents whose children may or may not have been exposed to him at church, playground, etc. I had no idea he was contagious. Rookie mistake.
A few days ago, I came down with a sore throat and Tim the next day. The Guy may or may not have a sore throat. It's hard to tell, but he's rather fussy. I couldn't think of what to do with a baby sore throat except Tylenol and breast milk smoothies. Hopefully this combination will do the trick.
Luckily, this weekend we have nothing to do but lay around and get better.
On a brighter note, we had some asparagus that needed to be eaten from Bountiful Baskets , so I broke up the monotony of a strict Tomato Soup diet (my own) and made dinner. We had salmon, asparagus, and sweet potato. The Guy ATE IT UP. He loved it. I was worried about his pickiness because he wouldn't eat baby food, but that's just because he has refined tastes for a 6-month-old.
On a second bright note, Tim reading to The Guy today. He looooooves his Middle Eastern politics.