Poor Boy

The Boy has been miserable for the past three days. He's had a fever ranging from 101 - 103 degrees. He's not his usual energetic self and even refuses to eat cookies (which is a huge deal). We went to the doctor this morning, who suspected strep. His rapid response machine determined that it was not strep, but we won't know for sure until the culture gets back from the lab on Monday. If the lab determines it's not strep, it's likely a virus. And there's nothing we can do about a virus.

So while we're here being miserable, let's remember some of the good, funny times with The Boy:

~Upon looking in the rear view mirror one day, I noticed that Nathan had his finger all the way up his nose while reading his Thomas the Train books. He noticed me looking at him and proceeded to exclaim "BOOGERS! Thomas eats boogers ... ewwww!" He then moved his finger from his nose, to Thomas' mouth and laughed the rest of the way home. Apparently he thinks he's pretty funny.

~We moms rarely get any privacy when the kids are around. Perfect example: while I was in the bathroom doing my business The Boy busted in with some toilet paper and said "Mama done, Mama done. Watch Sesame Street?" We're working on learning patience.

~One particular morning Nathan was angry with BSC. So angry in fact that when BSC sat down to eat breakfast next to him he said "No Daddy, you go away. Mama, come sit." He proves over and over what a Mama's boy he is.