In general I'm not one of those who turns into a baby when one is sick. And I'm also not one who says I don't turn into a baby when I really do.
This afternoon, however, I acted a little baby. I have this cold that started shortly after Tillie vomited down my shirt a week ago. Everyone in the house has had it and somehow managed to get over it. But just when I think I'm turning the corner, I get slapped with another bought of fever and fatigue. Thank goodness Alex is home. He's making dinner right now while I'm on the sofa hiding from the kids.
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