The past few days have not been that fun at the Ross household. Luke has come down with his first cold. It's not to bad, but the poor guy is miserable. He is taking motrine for his fever, and plenty of fluids too. He is being a trooper. He gives us that famous smile of his at times. The worst part of the day comes at night. He's not sleeping for more than a couple hours at a time. I get up and rock him and rub his back. He slowly goes back to sleep. Me on the other hand, I don't get to really go back to sleep. It seems like as soon as I lay down and start to nod off, he cries. I can't wait for him to feel better. I would much rather take his place if Icould, I hate seeing him like this.
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