Labor Day

Looking back again...

We had big plans for labor day.  We were going to go to a park with my parents and my sister's family, and have a cookout.  It was supposed to be drastically cooler than it had been on Saturday.

At home, we had our usual Saturday morning routine: all four of us watching Nick Jr, cuddling together in our bed.  I got my shower and was just taking Parker upstairs to change his poopy diaper when I was anointed with a stream of vomit. Sigh.  We waffled: Stay or Go? Split up: one of us takes Maia, the other stays home with Parker? We decided to go, but make the day short, and try to keep the cousins away from him.

We got there... and it was raining.  Well, drizzling.  We played for a while anyway.  It's always great fun having all these cousins to help push you on the swing...  And despite the warnings, Parker just wasn't acting sick, so it was just too hard to stay away from him!

After playing for a while, we went back to my folk's house to eat lunch. Parker was maintaining a good mood, but was getting hungry, thirsty and sleepy by then. He cuddled up on me and took a brief nap.  

It was a nice day, but unfortunately it was only the beginning of 5 days of sick kids... first one, then the other.  The illness and feeling awful was actually short lived... it was just a lingering low grade temp that prevented a return to daycare.