Tomorrow is Another Day

Noah has been pretty sick today. It would not bother me as much if I knew why he is sick.. He is hardly ever sick, so when he is sick you know it. As he laid on the couch I explained to him that he is sick, and that is why he feels so yucky. He replied with a long miserable sigh  'Siiiick.' After he falls and hurts himself, he usually asks me to rock him. Today  I knew he was hurting somewhere, b/c he  asked to rock a lot. I kept fluids in him and gave him Tylenol every four hours. His daddy went to sonic, and brought back his favorite..  A corn dog and cherry limeade.  He ate like a king. This made me feel so much better. Quote for the day ..   'Sunny Days Sweeping The Clouds Away ...  Can you tell me how to get to Sesame Street?' I will hear this in my sleep tonight. Anyway, Noah is sleeping now.  This is the best thing for him.. Tomorrow is another day.