I think he is feeling better...

Last night Eli woke up over and over and over again and wouldn't go back to sleep, so I finally brought him in our bed. I thought he must be feeling really really sick. So this morning, feeling exhausted myself, I prepared myself for another day with a sad boy.

Boy was I wrong. He must not have been able to sleep from all that pent up energy he's been harboring this last week. He has been bouncing off the walls (i.e. me) all morning. I keep putting him down and telling him to go play. I guess he finally listened to me. He was quiet and happy for too long, so I went to see what he was up to...

For those of you who don't know what happens when you take your eyes off a toddler for 2 seconds (minutes), THIS is what happens:

I came into the kitchen to find Eli throwing flour all over the kitchen. He was so proud of himself.

He wanted to show me what he learned. Who am I to say 'no' to a cute photo op. He already made the mess, might as well capture it on film for memories (or blackmail).

I love this sequence.

I guess he's making up for the fact that we don't have any snow to play in.

Hand angels:

Whew! That was hard work, but somebody had to do it. Right?

He looks so innocent, like "What? I didn't do it."

And so we had another unscheduled trip to the bath. Good thing he LOVES bath time, with all the splashing to be done. Why does bath time usually end in a mess for me to clean up too? Is it any wonder I just give up some days, and Brian comes home to the hurricane that is our home.

With our upcoming trip to Utah, I was so relieved that Eli was recovering in time. But it seems Brian might just be coming down with this dreaded virus. He is starting to get the painful bumps all over his hands, feet and tongue. Poor guy. It is not going to be a fun vacation if he gets it as bad as Eli. I sure hope I am immune - I really don't want this.