Poor Baby

Henry and I are battling the flu...YUCK! We both feel pretty bad. I hate looking into Henry's face and seeing those weepy eyes. He's a champ, however, and has been doing well considering. We both started taking medicine on Friday, so, hopefully, we'll be feeling better soon. I felt so sorry for him. The other morning I went into his room to wake him up. Every morning I sing him a silly song...it's our tradition. So, I walked in his room, turned on the lamp, and peeped over his crib. He was lying there so sweet, so I said, "Hey buddy!" Now, you have to know that I sound like a man due to this whole flu thing. My voice, for some unknown reason, was incredibly deep on this particular morning. Henry looked at me, crinkled his eyebrows, and screamed. He was so confused! He didn't know why I looked liked mama, but sounded like daddy. I picked him up and loved him. He touched my face and looked at me for such a long time. Poor baby! Sorry, I haven't felt like taking any pictures. I'll try to take some today and post them. He's such a little boy now!

In other news, I have an interview this week for a job in Fort Worth. I'm studying for it and hope it goes well. I've also received a lead in the area, so I'm looking into that, too. Thank you for all of your prayers. They are truly felt. Until next time...