I swore June was a great month to start Eli in daycare. Usually the warm months bring less illness and less stress. Apparently, I forgot to knock on wood. So far, we've been fighting a cold for over 3 weeks with Eli and Paul has had an infected pimple in his nose (ew) and now has the same cold Eli has been battling. Hello. Such is the life of a working mother. But the little guys remain ever so sweet. For all his coughing and sneezing and sliming us, Eli's smile and coo remains a constant. Paul continues to play at his feverish 3 year old pace even if he's not feeling himself. Do I still let the guilt of coming to work everyday eat at me? Of course. But the guys seem not to even notice.
We caught some great pictures of the two little guys on the couch together in their "Friday best" as their dad would say. Paul is really starting to warm up to Eli finally and on this day in particular he actually seemed to hold his brother's hand. How sweet!
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