Peter has a cold today, and it has tried my patience. I was very ready for him to go to bed at 7:00. He isn’t eating well, and is very tired. He has this pathetic little cough and sneezes out snot rockets. But he also knows to not touch such snot and let mommy or daddy wipe it off before doing anything else.

On a completely unrelated note we went to the doctor. A cold is a cold…but a red swollen hand is something to get looked at. He seems to have cut it or got a sliver at some point (I have no memory of him hurting it), and last night Joe and I realized something was amiss with it. He is on anti-biotics now for that. But my poor Pete has had a rough time lately.

Didn’t do much today. Sesame Street was on a lot, because it was often that or crying.