Since Alex has been sick since Thursday, we basically haven't gone anywhere or done anything since Thursday. My cold is just about gone, and you'd never even know John had ever been sick (he claims it's all the vitamin C in the juice he drinks all day long), but Alex is still suffering with a boogery nose and a gross cough. From his energy level you'd never guess he was sick at all. Still running around the house like a maniac.
I am anxious to get back to the gym myself. Alex is clearly still too sick to go to the daycare, though, as John keeps pointing out, that doesn't stop some people from bringing their boogery, coughing children in to infect all the other kids. It's tempting though, I mean he's almost better, and I am desperately needing some time to myself, even if it is on an elliptical machine. When Alex is sick, he gets incredibly clingy. I suppose most kids do when they don't feel good. But with Alex it's a "clingy while still being wild" kind of a thing, and he's really driving me nuts. He's also been sleeping with us, which means neither John nor I have gotten a good night's sleep in easily five nights. Belive it or not, he's just as wild in his sleep as he is awake.
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