This little man was one sick boy last week. He had a bad case of the flu that lasted 5 long days. It was so sad to see my happy, energetic, playful little boy so lethargic and lifeless all week. Just when I thought he was getting better, he would throw up and have diarrhea again. The only perk (and I feel bad saying this) is that I got lots of cuddle time with him. He would fall asleep in my arms and we were able to take naps together which was kind of fun. But I am happy that he is all better now!
He was a mommy's boy during the day, but once daddy got home from work-- he was a daddy's boy all the way. Steve was so helpful and cleaned up a lot of the throw up (which by the way is very hard to get rid of on padded highchairs!)
We had to keep him away from his sweet little brother to ensure that he didn't get him sick... because that would have been bad! Is it just me, or is he just too precious for words?
He is back to normal and happy as a clam again, thank goodness! Now they can get close and hug and kiss all they want. Ah, it's so nice to have my happy Parker boy back!