Blech Weekend

Normally I completely dread Mondays, but I'm actually looking forward to moving past this weekend. Both Asher and I have been sick, and to make matters worse, Stephen had to work ALL day both days this weekend (it's 10:00 right now and he still isn't home), so I've had to suck it up and try to pretend like I didn't want to just crawl in a hole and die. Yesterday wasn't too bad...I was feeling alright enough to take Asher for an hour-long walk around the neighborhood, so at least we got out of the house for a little bit. Today, though, was another story. My ears have been all stuffed-up, my head feels like it is going to implode, and my throat has been really itchy and scratchy. I've spent much of the day moping around the house. Asher took a four-hour nap, which would have been lovely if I'd been able to fall asleep, too. My stupid sinuses kept me awake the whole time. Ugh.

The funny thing is how much better kids seem to handle being sick than adults. Asher was whiny and you could tell he didn't feel good, but he was just as active and ornery as ever. Here I had been thinking we could at least be a couple of couch potatoes together, but NO. Asher took full advantage of the fact that I was miserable and pulled all the DVD's out, drug tons of food out of the pantry, ripped all his flashcards out of their box TWICE (what he was doing in the below picture), discovered the third shelf of big kid books on his bookcase - which he's never touched before - and pulled half the books off of it...I sat there, weakly muttering, "Asher no..." but he knew he could totally get away with it today.