Heading south
Things are heading south over here. Last night Henry was up a lot with a cough. We gave him two doses of albuterol during the night, plus two doses of Tylenol. Unfortunately it would take him a while to be able settle down long enough to fall asleep, so we were all awake for about an hour to an hour and a half each time. I had fitful dreams that I attributed to being awake so much during the night, but as the day progresses, I'm feeling worse and worse so I have a feeling I'm getting his cold.
Henry went down for a nap about twenty minutes ago and I can hear him coughing away upstairs. Because he's an over-achiever, he also has a sore throat. I gave him some decaf tea with honey in it. Not too sure it did anything because he stopped drinking it fairly early on, but it was worth a shot. Might have to try a popsicle or cold apple juice later on this afternoon. Hopefully he'll catch a couple of z's, otherwise it's going to be a long evening.
Karen, Thomas, and Beth came over to play this morning. We had pumpkin pancakes and bacon. After breakfast we headed down to the park where we ran into Phoebe and Otto, the latter of which was tearing up the ground what with all the fast tracks he was making everywhere. Henry's cold definitely hasn't slowed him down at all; he was too busy running all over the house and park today and showing off for Karen to stop long enough to feel sorry for himself. I, however, am going to settle down in the living room with some tea and honey and commence wallowing in self-pity. I'm not above that at all.