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Henry's doing a lot better. Yesterday he was chipper despite his eyes being at half-mast all day. By the time we put him to bed he had one heck of a runny nose. Today, it's all good. He's not coughing nearly as much and he put up quite the fight over taking a nap, which is always a sign of robust health in my kid.

Here's a mystery having to do with myself. I caught Henry's cold while we were in Boston and all of the symptoms are gone except for a scratchy throat which sometimes gives me fits. After dinner on Easter, I took Flash for a walk in the cemetery. Exercising after dinner is not something I've been inclined to do as of late, mainly because even the smallest meal makes me feel stuffed and uncomfortable. My inclination after eating is to retire to the couch to rub my poor belly until it's time to go to bed. Anyway, I hooked Flash up on her leash, took her to the cemetery and about halfway through the walk, coughed a bit, gagged a bit, then tossed a little bit of cookie just as she was doing her thing. It wasn't full blown by any stretch of the imagination.

Today I decided to take Flash for a walk before having dinner, thinking that perhaps part of the problem on Sunday was the fact that I was moving around while uncomfortably full. So I hooked Flash up on her leash, took her to the cemetery, and in almost the exact same spot, coughed a bit, gagged a bit, then tossed a little bit of cookie just as she was doing her thing. I can't decide if there's something in the air that's irritating my throat given that it's Springtime, or if pregnancy is maybe making me a little sensitive to things that come out of Flash's business end. Any guesses?