Poor Preston woke up today with what I woke up with yesterday. Acutally he woke up around midnight crying and I could tell that he was congested and couldn't breathe out of his nose. Then he was up again at 3 and then 6. Oh, my sickness hasn't gone away. It was just put on the back burner in order for me to take care of Preston. Poor thing. He really is miserable. Tonight we took a steamy bath, he had some chicken noodle soup for dinner, took some medicine and he went to bed.
My camera flashes a red light before the flash goes off and this smart boy saw those red lights and knew what was coming next so he braced himself. He kept his eyes close for a while.
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