My poor sick baby…yes the 26 year old big baby. Hubby started complaining this morning that he didn’t feel well. He didn’t know what was wrong, but he just felt “off”. A couple hours ago he developed a headache, and how he’s got a full blown stomach virus.
He’s freaking out about having to call in sick tomorrow, but I don’t think that’s going to happen. The way it’s looking they’re getting rained out anyway. As much as I hate when they get rained out, I don’t mind it right now. I’d rather him miss a couple days of work here and there if it means we’ll get some rain.
Either way I’m on “baby is sick” duty. He hasn’t eaten much all day, and he’s saying he’s hungry. I guess that’s a good sign, so I’m going to go make him some soup.
