You wouldn't know it from this picture, but our life with Aiden has been less than trouble-free for about two weeks now. He's had a cold, a bout with the crabapple two-step, and a tendency to wake up at night and require comforting. On Friday, Aiden and Christine went to visit the doctor, but there was nothing they could do. Last night I made a 2 a.m. trip to the drug store to procure some Vics baby rub because his nose sounded like he was sucking the last of a milkshake through a swizzle straw. And finally, he constantly coats us with a fine cracked-glaze of spit-up and drool. We're a bit more tired than we've been so far. In other words, he's finally behaving like a real baby instead of a little angel.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Posted by Dave at 11/21/2004 04:25:00 PM