This weekend brought an unexpected flu bug to our house.
What started out as runny noses and coughs
left my daughter and I in bed most of Saturday
with feverish chills, body aches, and nausea
(which resulted in puking for her).
So, our weekend consisted of staying in our pajamas,
using up all the Kleenex in sight,
watching too many Netflix movies,
and taking long afternoon naps.
The laundry, dishes, and cleaning were forgotten
while we allowed our bodies
to rejuvenate our health for the week ahead.
Poor girl got the worst of this flu bug and was in bed
or curled up in daddy's arms most of the weekend.
Tired, bed-head little boy got the worst sounding cough ever,
making this momma nervous about his weak lungs.
Someone started feeling better Sunday morning,
but hardly knew what to do without his favorite playmate.
Thankfully, our littlest peanut only
got a minor cough and runny nose,
which could just be teething related.
Everything has become a teething toy lately,
including daddy's stocking-covered feet!
Big brother decided, since his favorite playmate was sick in bed,
he should keep little brother entertained.
Little brother was happy to oblige his brother's need for fun,
giggling and chattering away,
displaying his biggest smile for big brother.
This is one of my favorite moments of any day,
because it's the only time our littlest peanut sits still.
I cherish these moments, forcing myself to slow down
and simply watch him sleep while I hold him close,
because he is already growing far too fast.