Poor Holden

Monday night, Holden started complaining of not feeling well. I thought that he was probably just tired. He woke up around 11:30pm with a fever and the symptoms just kept coming. I decided to take him to the doctor as soon as we all woke up. Thankfully, we got right in.

The doctor seemed to think that it was either the flu or the norovirus. I don't know...he tested negative for flu, had the shot, but all his symptoms sound fluish, of course, I'm no doctor. He's had a pretty high fever and been talking out of his head and ordering me around like I'm his nanny or something. I guess that's excusable, since he's sick :)


The littles have been so good...

I've been cloroxing and lysoling like a crazy person. It would be the worst ever if more Ruses started getting sick. Seriously. I don't know if I could handle it, being caffeine-free and all.

So, for the second day in a row, we're watching boy movies and enjoying the snow from the window. He tried to play with his Lone Ranger legos, but as soon as he dumped them out, he realized it was a bad idea (as did I), and quickly went back to the sofa. Bless his bones.


Pray for him to find no more kid movies with Arnold Schwarzenegger in them. He may be worse than Nicholas Cage, in my book.