Sick Days

We are having sick days. Well, not "we", but Luke. I've never seen him quite so out of it. He sits in his exersaucer and stares around him with his eyelids half-closed, and his mouth hanging open since he can't breathe through his nose. Hardly any food goes in since he has such trouble breathing. And his cough is powerful enough to compete with a fog horn. His face gets all red when he coughs and there's so much mucus that he can't cough it all up and ends up gagging. So I guess we're both sick after all. Luke is sick with a cold, and I am sick over Luke being so sick.

Luke actually fell asleep while I read him a book yesterday. Normally he is too interested in grabbing the pages and chewing on the book to pay attention at all. Then in the evening when we were over at James and Jaime's, Luke was so grumpy and nothing seemed to help. So finally I layed him down on a blanket on the floor and shoved him away from me and then pulled the blanket back. He quieted down right away, but my arms got tired fast. Eventually I ended up just walking around their living room, dragging Luke around on the blanket on the floor, and he fell asleep! Poor kid.