The Weekend & Recovery

Jill still has a bit of a cough and awoke at 4:30am with an earache. We medicated and fell back asleep for a few hours only to wake up again in tears. Poor little girl. We came down to the couch, Motrin'd and have a heating pad in place. She is resting comfortably.

Jack got a touch of the goo but pulled through rather unscathed. Vitamins and a healthy diet have attributed to his ability to dodge the constant crud. Jill is much smaller and we struggle with weight gain and maintaining health. She'll just be more susceptible to everything until we can get her up to where she's supposed to be height and weight wise.

So today we ride the couch and it's a Jammie Day. Somehow the Cartoon Network got flipped on and it seems there's a Flapjack marathon running. Dagnabbit!! I've said it before and will say it again: Freaking Weird. I'm devising a plan to distract them long enough to change the channel...