One of the great ironies of the common cold: The family members I’d most like to relieve of cold symptoms, are too young for over-the-counter medicines. And pulsatilla doesn’t seem to be helping.

We spent the weekend zipping from one party to another, and ended up with a head cold. All six of us. Happy three day weekend!

Sick babies and toddlers are just so pitiful, not understanding why they can’t breathe through their noses and why we insist on wiping the goo off their faces time after time after time after time. Then again, I do understand about those things, and I’m still annoyed to be sick. And if I could get away with making a sad face and having someone else carry me around slumped in their arms all day, I probably would. So maybe babies are just logical about their illness. Either way, I hope it’s a short-lived sort of illness.