I thought we'd at least make it to daycare before Bennett caught his first cold. No dice. Gavin summed it up today when he said, "I'm sad, Mommy."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because Bennett's sick."
And he's so right. Is there anything more pitiful than a sick baby? The sad, red eyes. The constant on and off nursing because he can't breathe out of his nose. The silent screaming while you attempt to suck out his nose with a bulb syringe. The dry little cough. The pathetic half cry, half whine because he just plain feels like crap.
And worst...the fact that you can't give him anything to relieve his symptoms, but he smiles anyway because he's a generally happy boy.