November 27th

Sick sick sick sick...and look at your nose when you're sick!  You look so much like Papa!  He's a very handsome man, but if you have to be sick to be a carbon copy, Kiddo, it's probably best to just be yourself...You're quite a handsome little man yourself...

All that said, you're a relatively good sick person.  You have moments of screaming craziness that truly makes me want to run away...but considering how sick I know you feel, my moments of craze are actually quite few.  You insisted on Sesame Street almost all day...I'm so happy that's the one you've chosen (for now anyway) to love and want on repeat since I love it too.

How about feeling better tomorrow?  You're going to be a year and a half tomorrow! Ahh!