Hayden has a cold. She is still pretty happy, if a little snottier than usual. Poor kid. We just hung around today, just us. She played, I worked on a little project (I am teaching myself to crochet), we ate Jell-o and cuddled and watch Sesame Street.
There is surprisingly few things you can do for a stuffed up baby. Surprisingly few as in pretty much nothing but ride it out, booger sucking device in hand. I figured that there is one thing that everyone likes, stuffy or not:
Homemade chicken noodle soup and crusty french bread.
Hoot slurped up every last bite of hers.
So did her daddy and I.
We are all full and cozy - now if only we could get some sleep tonight. Wish us luck. :)