Speaking of Evan, he is doing better and enjoyed a day at home with Grandma taking it easy. I did not worry about him in the least because I knew he was in good hands. But when I got home, he immediately burst into tears and said "I had a hard time taking a nap because you weren't here and I missed you." I realized after a few minutes that this is the first time in a looong time that we have left him with someone else when he was sick, since he rarely gets sick. That helped the guilt. A little. My heart did not entirely break into 2, I think it is still connected at the very bottom. He'll stay home again tomorrow and then probably back to daycare on Thursday, even if just for part of a day.
Seriously can't stop eating the pita chips and am very grateful Costco quit selling them (and the Turtle Chex Mix).
So I attempted to randomly choose today's picture, and it didn't really work. But I did randomly choose a folder and thankfully there were only about 10 pictures in there, and this is one of my favorites.
Evan and Mommy in happier un-sickly times
(although I was about 6 months pregnant with Eric at the time)