So, after we got home from Lake Powell, we ended up with a sick little boy.  He didn’t have any symptoms except for CONSTANT CRYING, WHINING, NOT SLEEPING, NOT EATING, CRYING SOME MORE, AND THE NEED TO BE HELD 24/7!!!   Poor mom & dad kid, I felt so bad for us him.  I took him to the Dr. and they told me that it was probably his molars coming in, or an upset belly and they gave us some Prevacid to see if it would help.  I have never seen him so sick.  He couldn’t even keep his head up, and only had a few bites of food per day,  for 4 days.  There were a few times I was really worried about him. 

(Took these with my camera phone!)

But then yesterday afternoon, he started to feel a little bit better, and stopped clinging to me for a minute.  So, I jumped at the chance to cook dinner.  He was being so good, and I was just so happy I could actually do something, that I didn’t even think that he was being too quiet.  Well, until Dax got home and found this….

Ta-da, let me introduce you to our own little Picasso.  Dang, sucks that he found my Purple SHARPIE  (P.E.R.M.A.N.E.N.T.  M.A.R.K.E.R :0), and that he drew all over my bedroom wall, bedroom door, Navie’s bedroom wall (all over her painted flowers on her wall), and the bathroom door!

I didn’t think to take pictures of his work until it was almost off, but you get the idea!  I seriously had to SCRUB it with a magic eraser to get it off.  Can you kill a sick kid?  Can I just say that having a curious little boy is going to be the death of me!!!