When we got home on Saturday, Damon’s coming home present was to give Fuller a cold. The symptoms didn’t really appear until yesterday and when Fuller woke up from his afternoon nap today, it was a full blown attack on our little boy.

Fuller’s voice has changed to a squeaky, nasaly sound. Sometimes there are words, but mostly it is whining and quiet moaning translated to “I sick Mommy.” I feel so bad for him, as he sniffs and sneezes. His nose is raw from all the snot wiping. And his ability to blow his nose is not honed, so there are plenty of snot drips to wipe up.

I know he will get better, I just hope he doesn’t decide to re-gift it to me.

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