I must say. he does not like being sick in any capacity. Poor him. Poor me. Poor Jason who has to go to work after hearing Jude wake up crying 10 times during the night.
Oh well. But isn't he just the cutest?
Thank goodness for the vegetable soup Jason made last night. And the divine loaf of ciabatta that he got at the store to accompany the soup. Wthout them, I would probably be in tears right now. I'm one tired Momma, but I am wise. I know this current state of affairs won't last forever.
The weather : grey and rainy
The baby : napping
The apartment : somewhat clean
The laundry : done yesterday thank goodness
The husband : soon to return home
The creativity : almost awake
The throat : immensely sore
The clothes : mismatched, comfy but clean at least
The lunch : eaten - it was delicious
The time : only 1:30 pm but it feels like a lifetime has passed since I first greeted the day
The Christmas spirit : very much alive (-: