Sharing

While sharing is ordinarily a good thing, and something that I would rejoice if Zach were doing voluntarily, the sharing that we experienced this weekend is something I would prefer not to experience again.

Zach started last week with a serious cold: hacking, fever, runny nose...the works. It knocked him for a loop for a day or two. And of course, the day that we were home together, he was all over Marcus. Breathing on him, blowing on him, holding his hand (in fact those cute pictures of them together posted earlier were from that day)...and there is no way to adequately explain how illness is transmitted to a three year old, so I didn't even really try.

And we to the result this weekend when Marcus came down with the same bug. Fever, cough, mucus...the works. Poor little miserable bug. It's never any fun to have a sick kid--but when that kid is 6 weeks old and suffering his first nasty cold, it's even worse.

Luckily, as of this morning, everyone seems to be on the mend, and so far (knock on wood), Chris and I have dodged the bullet.