Poor Nicker

So today I was home with a sick Nicker...the flu...uhg. Started yesterday afternoon...hoping for just a 12 hr bug...back again at 4:30am. Poor guy.

You know, it's easier having a sick 5 year old rather than say, a 1 or 2 year old. You can tell them "Here's the bowl, lets not miss ok?" and they get that and there isn't the multiple changes of clothes.

But a 5 year old can look at you with the saddest eyes and say "My head just hurts so very bad" and you just want to make it all better and can't. Top that by "Please Mommy, just take me to the Dr." only to have to respond that he has a virus (we call them "ickies") in his tummy that just need to go away on their own and that medicine wouldn't work.

Poor Nicker

The happy side of today is that I got to spend the whole day with just him...and we both took a wonder 2+ hour nap...that part I loved.

Oh, and this is the candy plate that is on our table...about half full with me home for a full day. Tummy and thighs - your welcome.