Bleh.

That's how I've felt all week. I've got a cold and have mostly lost my voice. And there's nothing like having a cold, having two kids who are sick as well, and being 8 months pregnant. At least the kids have been able to take medicine to help them get through it. Me, I'm pretty much just stuck with warm salt water to gargle with. Chris has been quite the hero though. Tuesday and Wednesday he let me lay down for a quick nap (I asked for 20 minutes, he let me sleep for over 2 hours both times). He watched the kids and cooked dinner with no complaints. Talk about an amazing husband.

So, I don't have much to write about this week. I've been so out of it that I don't even know what has happened this week. The only slightly amusing commentary I can give is an incident that happened tonight. We went to Target to buy a humidifier (to help with the colds). It was super busy in there. While were checking out, Micah walked over to look at the candy rack. When he turned around, he didn't see us and began to panic. In a tear jerked voice, he was calling my name and frantically looking around. I grabbed him immediately as he began to cry. It definitely gave him a good scare. As I'm consoling him, Katie leans over the cart handle and says "Sowwy, Micah. Sowwy, Micah. It's okay, Micah." I wanted to laugh, but I figured Micah wouldn't have appreciated that. Katie is turning into quite the nurturing little girl.