Every time I think of you

Evan seems to be feeling better today. He still has a bit of a cough, but he's mostly back to his old self. He spent the greater part of yesterday sleeping on the couch though, and he didn't eat anything all day. He didn't really perk up until later in the evening, when we got him to watch some baseball and eat a scrambled egg. I'd like him to rest for another day but he seems heartbroken at the thought of missing therapy again, so I guess we'll give it a shot and hope for the best.

It's another hot and humid day here, and it seems that it's going to stay this way for at least the next week. I don't mind it too much, but we just don't feel like doing anything when it's so hot. Grady sleeps and fusses, and waits until the cooler evening to wake and play. Evan just lays in front of the fan and chugs water, and I would do the same if there was any room there. We'll probably take a little car ride after therapy today just to enjoy the cool air and the change of scenery.

We've got a busy weekend ahead, with two family picnics and overnight guests coming and lots of fun to be had. Here's hoping we have a pleasant, puke-free few days.