Sniffle, Snuffle



Oh, the joys of winter...we are never really sick here (you know except for 5 months of constant debilitating pregnancy-related nausea...), but it seems the Scottish wet and cold has entered the upper respiratory passages of Ellis and I. 

In true toddler fashion, he is generally fine after a few hours of illness yesterday.  I, however, feel like I have been hit by a bus.  And so to bed.  With this complete and utter deliciousness to keep me cozy.



See you next week!