Poor Liam woke up around 10 this evening in a sleepy stupor, crying and moaning. It took almost an hour of me laying with him to realize that he has an ear infection. Doubling up on Tylenol and Motrin, a strawberry popsicle, and an episode of Cupcake Wars with some cuddling made it all better (it was obviously the pain relievers, but he thinks it's the popsicle), at least for a few hours.
He is, of course, destroyed that he has to go to the doctor tomorrow instead of school.
And now I am surfing the web and enjoying a (very large) glass of Chardonnay to get over the trauma of a sick and whiny child. For the fifth day in a row.
If we get the stomach flu, I think I might have to leave town.
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