Here we are in Day Two of The Sniffles. I have no idea where The Jillian caught a cold, but she has one. Sniffles, a slight fever, the sneezing… all good things. Today she is also losing her voice. It’s always hilarious when a toddler sounds like Kathleen Turner.
The thing is, Jillian doesn’t ACT sick. She looks terrible, all pale and whatnot, but she’s still chugging around the house (and the backyard and the park) like it’s no biggie. Meanwile, I haven’t slept in two days and I feel like I’m going to die. Awesome.
If she would just act sick, even a little bit droopy, we could snuggle on the couch and watch Noggin all day while eating Teddy Grahams and juiceboxes. But ohhhhh no. I always suspected she was trying to kill me – now I have proof.