Sick like dog

Mental note: the next time my body tells me it has enough energy to make pancakes, pie crust dough, 2 quiches, 4 homemade hamburgers, a rack of ribs and roast potatoes, I must really be preparing for a dirty, rotten, completely-exhausting cold.

The good news is that Matt was able to take on enough of the baby-watching duties over the long weekend that I was able to get 2 extra naps per day, both today and yesterday. I'm hoping that I'm over the worst of it, 'cause feeling like this as Kara's sole caretaker wouldn't go well.