Bad cold+ stomach flu=miserable Evan.
We're not even going to tell him that we had to cancel his Chuck E. Cheese birthday party with his friends tomorrow. That would be like pouring salt in his wounds. (We'll hopefully be able to reschedule soon and he won't know the difference.)
Evan couldn't sleep well last night because he was coughing so much. So he and I camped out on the family room couches for about half of the night. When he woke up, all he wanted to do was have me hold him. He started complaining that his tummy hurt...and things just got worse from there. Poor kid kept asking me to give him medicine to make him feel better, and all I could do was snuggle him. :(
He finally fell asleep in my arms, and I just sat and held him. I got absolutely nothing done, but it was a morning well spent holding and looking at my sweet sleeping "baby", just relaxing and putting my feet up.