House of Sick

I have fallen off the wagon with Summer Camp.  Only because I have a cold.  And Little Guy has a cold, and Hubby has a cold.  Which amounts to everyone in the house having a summer cold.

And summer colds are the worst.  They make you feel so miserable, while the weather outside tempts you to come and play.  (Well, mostly.)

At this point all I can do is survive.  Having a cold with toddler in tow is an exercise in energy management.  Because my toddler is not going to let a cold slow him down.

Hopefully I will be back at it by the end of the week.

Right now, every baby-free minute is spent lying down and trying to rest.