Poor Jack-a-roo.

And now, Jack is worse. He's hung over the toilet a few times, but he hasn't thrown up. Truth be told, I think his tummy is upset with all the drainage he's swallowed in the past day or so. He's had lots of clear liquids today, but little else.

He's also holding his right ear and really looks to be in pain. I'm sure he's got an ear infection brewing in there - either related to the allergies/cold blockage, or even just water backed up from all the many times he falls asleep in the tub. Poor guy.

I dosed him up with some ibuprofen and some cough syrup, and he's out. He cried himself to sleep in pain while I rubbed his back for him. He's so very, very upset because we'll have to cancel on our super-fun playdate tomorrow now, and he's been requesting these friends over for ages. :-(

Down for the count.

Jack and I are on the outs today. He began running a mild fever yesterday afternoon, and he put himself to bed early. He only ate breakfast yesterday, too. Today, he's better, and no longer warm, but I've been pushing fluids into him like crazy.

I've been struggling with seasonal allergies all week, and they've beaten me. As of last night, I was coughing non-stop, and Philip called the store and approved him working for me this morning instead. I've bathed today, and that's a plus.

So Jack and I are both lazing around. I'm sure he'll be fine tomorrow, but I think he needed another day of break before facing the week, too. ;-)