I was hoping it wouldn't hit this early but the babysitter's son got sick, so she got sick, so Tavish got sick. It started on Saturday with the cute little raspy voice that became a not so cute little cold...
Monday morning he woke up and said "my mouf hurts, I need a bandaid"... I had to convince him I couldn't put the bandaid inside his mouth but after it came off he said "it feels better now". Then after his nap he woke up and his voice was almost gone (with didn't last quite long enough!) and he said surprised "hey, where'd my voice go?"Now we are just in the whiny, grumpy phase.
I hope it ends soon...
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