Today’s post is pretty much an excuse to praise my AH-MAZE-ING husband. It seems as though this mommy caught a little of whatever Miles had, and by the end of the work day yesterday I was convinced I would be down for the count today — sore throat, mild fever, aching body, the whole nine.
I was able to go to sleep literally at 7:30pm, and he took care of the whole bath-bottle-bedtime routine, which we usually do together. Before then, he also forced me to eat something and drink a tall glass of OJ. I know that I take him for granted sometimes, but I really am lucky to have him around.