More Tears

William's ear infection has given way to a bit of stomach flu, or possibly just a bad reaction to the antibiotics. Poor Ga-ga came for a flying visit on her way to NY and got thrown up on! She was a trooper though and is actually coming back for more this weekend. And let me tell you, she can't come soon enough. We are so over this horrible winter and these dreadful colds and infections! Bring on the spring, warm weather and funshine, so we can run around in the park rather than share our germs at the drop-ins!

Here is poor Wee Williebear on the pull-out couch with Snowball (another old teddy of mine that mum brought with her), watching tv and feeling sad because his "tummy heuts".


Thank goodness for television and the Treehouse channel. I wouldn't have survived this week without it. I don't care what all those scientists say about tv and the young mind. Sometimes the adult mind needs the yound mind to just sit there and stay calm so everyone can recuperate.


Owen in a moment of sympathy, holding his brother's hand. I love Will's long suffering look. Truth be told, he has a right to be pulling a "gimme a break" face, since Owen has been rather rough with him for the past few days, depsite several pleas to be gentle and threats of time outs and potential life threatening punishments.


Six a.m. and we're back in front of the tv! I'm telling you, its been a very. rough. week.