Friday was a lot of fun. Towards the end my eyes were burning from wearing mascara and eye shadow (am I the only one who has that problem?), but it was worth it.
On Easter Sunday I went the opposite route. The cold Mikey had on Thursday and Friday made it’s way to Nicholas Saturday night in the form of a croupey cough. I “slept” sitting up in his bed next to the humidifier, either drenched in sweat or shivering cold. It sounds terrible, but I loved it. Puking kids, not so much. Fevers make me nervous. But the common cold or croupey cough? The kind that make otherwise independent little boys hold onto you like koala bears? Heaven. I remember how I felt as a child when I was sick, that feeling that no matter how bad I felt, I would feel so much worse if my mom’s arm wasn’t draped across my waist or her hand rubbing my back. By the way Nico would reach for me in his sleep, I knew he felt the same way. I love that.
I didn’t love going to brunch a few hours after our 5:30am bed time, but we survived. My sister in-law, Erika, took this picture with her cell phone. I think she did a great job. I’m always behind the camera, so I admit to being a little excited about having a picture of me and Nicholas together. Too bad Mikey isn’t in it. I made it my new Twitter profile pic, even though I feel a little disloyal, like I’m declaring a favorite son. (I’m not!)
This week should be fun. I hear the sunshine is coming, finally! I have big plans that include a bucket of sidewalk chalk, a lounge chair, and a book. Also, the Easter Bunny brought the boys a terrarium kit (Michael’s has them on clearance for $5) and a fun book of science experiments (our third–I can’t stop buying them). Here’s hoping they make an appearance this week, too.
Amy says
Mom’s are the best. It’s true; they have the magic touch with your sick.
And sunshine … sigh (wistful, no less) .
Cara says
That’s so great! I love the picture-and I know what you mean about feeling like you’re picking a favorite kid. :/ Oh, and I can’t wear mascara. I don’t even try anymore. It hurts too bad and I think it looks fakey on me anyway, I just try to “fake” it with eyeliner…
Notorious MLE says
It’s funny that you told that particular story today. My son got super-dehdrated on Friday night and spiked a scary rise in temperature. The remedy was sitting in bed with both grandparents and a cup of juice while watching 3rd Rock from the Sun re-runs. I’m not happy he got sick but watching him cuddle and giggle in bed for hours with my parents ended up being the highlight of the trip.
PS-I have all sorts of problems with makeup (although the principal problem is laziness). I tend to reserve such fanciness for weddings.
Erin @ Fierce Beagle says
Can I just take this moment to say, you have the *best* eyebrows?
Jules says
Hah! Thanks. :)
Erika says
fabulous i must say… :-) love you!