Gardner and I are trying to enjoy our day in today. I'm keeping him in due to a cold that's settling into his chest, creating a tell-tale rattling sound from deep within. After a call to the pediatrician, I have him on a regimen of medicines that should clear it up, that combined with a 24/7 humidifier, Vick's Baby Rub, and lots of liquids (oh, and chicken noodle soup). As much as it pains me to miss church again, I know that I am doing the right thing. I am just glad I have a little man who loves to be at home as much as I do sometimes. We've been listening to praise music this morning, singing, and reading books. It still feels sort of like a Sunday.

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