This Poor Kid!

You know my sleepy pictures from Tuesday? Well, I should have known that the sweet, cuddly sleepyness was a prelude to something a bit less fun. The curse of the church nursery has struck again. It seems like AT LEAST half the time we put Remy in the nursery by the next Wednesday he is in the full throes of something nasty. You can't see it in the picture but his shirt is soaked nearly to his belly button with snot and drool.  There has been puking, there has been pooing, there has been violent hacking, and there have been a string of very sleepless nights. Please Santa, bring a big strong immune system for my little buddy! (...and a better haircut?)