Alive

and not so very stinky anymore.


But boy oh boy did things stink for quite some time.
Right now Boomer is visiting the famous farm...
and if rain makes a week old skunk sprayed dog stink 
I guess they might not be my friends tomorrow 
or the next day.
We shall see.

In other news the wee one slept 12 hours straight sunday night.
Way out of the ordinary.
Little did i know
in that moment of celebration
that he was putting his time in the bank.
Cause Monday night?
After I picked him up coughing from the sitter?
And he coughed all night?
Little sleeping was had by any.


And tonight?
Fell asleep like a dream,
but the snot? 
Think Mekong Delta.
And the wheezing?
Think Bulldog with asthma.
(Though I'm sure the doctor would call it "nasal wheezing")


I'm in the spare bedroom, 
with the door pulled almost shut,
he has a ceiling fan on and a humidifier running...
and over all that white noise 
he sounds like a sick steam engine.


I'm thinking sleep may not be my friend again.


Here is a picture of my budding artist.
He is all about the paint and the craaaay-eons and the paaaay-doh.
(and the uneven bangs...
why did I settle for someone other than the regular old Tony???)

And now I'm going to go to bed.
Because?  
I don't expect to sleep long.