Someone has snuck in during the night and replaced my regular baby with a Fussbudget. This little baby is so cranky, I pulled a toy out that was actually supposed to be for Christmas to let him play with something new.

He didn't even want to play with the box.

Poor little guy. The grown ups are finally seeing the other side of the Sick that has lasted all week. He seems to be about a day behind, so perhaps by tomorrow he won't feel so bad, and then can just fret about his gums.

We are all sick, sick, sick, and Dex is teething on top of that. It is a snotty, droolly mess around here. I keep wiping things down with Clorox Wipes to try and keep the germs under control. Dex and I are scheduled to get flu shots next week, but I guess it wasn't soon enough. I know that the flu is not a cold, but I never get sick when I get a flu shot, so it must do something. There are no alligators when I have this banana in my ear either.