Both Stasiu and I are laid up today. I had surgery yesterday and Stasiu has strep throat. The poor thing feels just awful so we are couch buddies catching up on Dirty Jobs, Dinosaur Train and Bristol Bay Brawl.
Phoebe hasn't left his side. If he's on the couch, she's snuggling right up to him.
One of the benefits to being sick is being able to eat popsicles inside and in front of the tv. Not to bad, eh?