Sick of Being Sick

So on Wednesday afternoon, my son starts feeding me crackers and since it seemed so cute, I went with it.

After he stuffed a 4th one in my mouth, I grabbed the next one as he put it to my lips to discover that it was slimy. Covered in drool and most likely "son of snot."

In my mouth, people!

Needless to say, I've been spending my time these past --what? four days??-- either sleeping in bed or sleeping in front of the TV.

I'm getting sick of the DVDs we have. I need something new to watch...

Back to sleep I go (so leave me alone, okay?)