Ayden caught a bug. A gross bug. A bug that made him sick for 2 days. A bug that made me almost sick. But not because I was catching it, but because I don't do so well with the expulsion of bodily fluids and the like.
When this kid gets sick he is so good. He's not whiny or sad. He just lays there and tells people how much he loves them and that he hopes he doesn't give them his sickness. He just lays there and asks for things like "quiet" and "hugs" and "coffee". He means tea, I promise.