Ahhh, Fall...
...the time of year when a mother's paranoia shifts from fear that her kid will drown in a swimming pool, to fear that we'll all die of carbon monoxide poisoning. All of this is to say that today I turned on the heat for the first time, just to get the house temperature up from a slightly chilly 63 to a much more comfortable 66. Then I turned it off again, because despite the definite chill that's been steadily creeping into the air, it still feels too early in the season to be turning it on at all.
We spent the morning hanging out at Megan's house. Her mom is in town visiting. Henry had such a great time, that when he was climbing out of the car after arriving back at our house, he said "Megan's house is fun!" Also while we were there, Henry's nose started running and wouldn't quit. Right now he's upstairs coughing intermittently, all of which leads me to believe we are now officially embarking on cold #3 of the season. This doesn't bode well for the rest of the year, unless he's busy inoculating himself now against everything the 08-09 cold season will have to offer. I'm a firm believer in getting the tough work done early instead of putting it off, so if he's getting it all over with now so he can surf from November into next summer on a wave of good health, he'll have an even bigger and louder drum set waiting for him on the other end.