Second Son is sick. It started out as the cold we all had. Now he has some goopy stuff coming out of his eye. He didn't nap well today, but sometimes that happens even if he isn't sick. More horribly, he's not sleeping well at night, despite the best efforts of the Woombie. So instead of paying bills, planning our lessons for next week or matching up coupons to deals for the grocery shopping tomorrow, I've been sitting on the futon holding a baby.
It's not too bad, I guess. He's a snuggly guy and we have Netflix.