Sunday (1 Comment)
The kids seem to have missed the really bad part of this cold. They had runny noses for a bit before I got sick but not a cough like what The Col. and I have experienced. I don’t know if we had the same virus or not- it always amazes me how a cold will effect each of us differently. TG had been doing fine until Thursday night when she started coughing. It is not a croupy cough but a chesty cough- sounds like it’s in the chest. It seems different than our cough because there were no other symptoms before the cough started. She woke herself up with coughing fits during the night but in the morning seemed fine again. Friends came over and she only coughed a few times. She seemed as full of energy as ever. Although, by the end of the day, with no nap, she was a mess and was herded off to bed early. More coughing in the night and a bit of a runny nose on Saturday. As I listened to her cough during the night, I determined that she should stay home from Church the next day.
I thought I should be the one to stay with her as The Col. plays guitar during church and I just pew sit. I started to make plans of what I could do at home with only one child. Until I felt a bit guilty that I wasn’t planning on spending the time with my Baby and determined that we would spend some time cuddling up on the couch.
But the best laid plans of me and mice (yick) are often put asunder. The Col. decided that he needed to stay home and get extra rest. Sigh. He was still dragging from the cold he caught two weeks ago- still blowing and coughing. It’s the cold that just will not leave.
I rounded up the other two kids and informed TG that she was going to stay home to take care of Papa.
She did a real good job of taking care of him too. She let him watch Barney instead of James Bond. He was thrilled beyond measure.