Daddy was sick during the "super" storm... By the end of the week, it was Allen's and my turn to get hit with the bug. Some kind of flu-ey cold that gave Allen a bad, persistent fever and left me feeling like being vertical just wasn't an option.
On Super Bowl Sunday, during the third quarter, Allen crawled up next to me in the papasan chair and said, "I need to rest with you." He promptly fell asleep, leaving me to wonder how either of us was ever gonna get out of that chair!
Allen eventually started coughing, and stretched out, giving me a chance to shift my weight and lever up out of the papasan... I carried that big boy all the way upstairs, went to put him in his bed -- only to find it full of toys! Long story short, we eventually got him to bed, and amazingly, he didn't wake up! No school for Allen that next day... And Mommy stayed home from work, too.
But the boy's fever just wouldn't quit. After another missed day of school, and lots of cabin fever, we decided to head to our classic "sick of winter" spot, the warmest place we could think of: The Butterfly House.
As I was uploading my new pictures, I found other folders of butterfly pics, all from other Februaries! When we get tired of winter, we always end up in the same place.
The trip must have worn Allen out... He went in for a nap at 4:30 p.m. -- and was pretty perplexed when he woke up the next morning in Thursday's clothes! Maybe 16 hours of sleep will do the trick. And we're aiming for school on Monday!
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