This winter has been brutal.

Once again, I’ve decided my day off could best be spent with a virus.

I’m not sure which one it is this time, they all look the same in the way they attack. Runny nose, sneeze, sore throat, and general malaise.

But the super-special part of this was waking up with my eyes glued shut.

Thanks, Matt. That’s sweet.

That’s what happens when your three year old sleeps on your head like a cat, I guess.

I have to hand it to the poor guy, he was a champ all day.

Obviously not feeling well, he had snot coming from his eyes and nose. He woke me up at 4, complaining about his ear hurting.

So I tried to look in it, but mommy couldn’t find the otoscope. Then when I could (after the Advil had kicked in) it was dead, and his ear felt better.by this time, I could kind of see again through my own scratchy, itchy eyes. I compromised by looking in his ears with my phone, which kind of worked.

I threw the thing in it’s charger and went about my day.

Later on, as we went to the Eau Claire market to enjoy family day, he informs me that he’s sick and needs a “hospital doctor”

Luckily, he felt his soother worked well enough to enjoy the activities.

After playing and watching the Chinese New Year dance- we got a second chance, yay!- we went home. I gave him extra doses of Advil and he responded happily.

“You’re a doctor?”

Yes, dear.

“Just like me?”

A smile burst over his face as his nose dropped down his face.

Yes Matt, just like you.

It’s a good thing he’s so cute. Because my eyes are itchy.