Sadie brought home a cold from church yesterday (yay!), so we’ve been enjoying a runny-nose-and-coughing day today. Last night she kept waking herself up to cough, and she’s too stuffed up to nurse, and it’s all just terribly pitiful. Today whenever her nose would get too runny, she’d glare at me and yell. Because obviously this whole illness thing is my fault.

On the minus side: she took two very short naps, instead of one rather longish nap. On the plus side: she went to bed sort of early and is still asleep an hour and a half later. I guess I’ll take what I can get.

And now all that’s left for the day is to wonder whether ice cream alone makes a suitable dinner for myself. I’m leaning toward yeah, sure. The kids are in bed. They’ll never know…