both Josh and I are afflicted with the worst kind of cold, second only to a summer cold.  the spring cold.  he’s been absolutely miserable and so have i… the only difference is, he can’t really tell us that he’s miserable in so many words.  so we have had about 2 weeks of screeching, whining, crying and generally more miserableness than the terrible 2’s usually mete out.  to add insult to injury, the poor little guy has had a fever a few times, and we think that his 2 year molars may finally be making a real appearance, due to the large amounts of drool – i am almost going to get the bibs back out again.

i keep telling myself that this is a stage, only a stage.  but sometimes i think i will be stuck wiping his chin for the rest of his life!