Aah, Em in the kitchen has been sidelined, briefly, by a sick little boy. Ol was up every few hours last night, and his naps have turned to brief 45-minuters. He's just got a virus (read: no strep) which is further evidence for my PFAPA diagnosis; the frustrating thing is that once they're sick with a spell, you've just got to wait it out, usually 4-5 days. Blimey. I'm so glad Jack doesn't have trouble with this anymore. It is snowing- the flakes melt as they hit the ground, but it's lovely. Oliver and I have had such a sweet morning, despite his being sick.