I have been a bit under the weather, sick in bed, crying, wanting my mommy . . . and icecream.
I got lots of time alone and a stuffed monkey.
Oh . . . . and lots of yucky medicine. We can do all kinds of anything but putting cough medicine into some form that does not taste like paint thinner ... peach paint thinner that burns your throat, your chest, your nostrils and holes in your pillow case ... completely out of our reach.