Sick, Sick and little Sick

that's how we should have answered the phone this weekend. Koby was not feeling nor acting like himself on Saturday. He was extremely tired, and not eating a lot of milk nor solids. On Sunday, he woke up very, very late. And then he had a shower right away. I'll spare you the rest of the details. On Sunday mid-morning, Mark and I came down with something. Something bad.

At one point, all three of us were laying in bed passed out sick. Yuck. But Savta came to the rescue! Savta came over Sunday evening and watched over Koby, and went to CVS to get lots of gatorade and pedialyte. Which we've just finished drinking. Savta stayed the night in our frigid house, and helped out with Koby in the morning. Thanks Savta - I don't know how we could have done it without you. Koby still is not feeling quite like himself. I think he's coming around though. He had a few bits of solid food today and some more milk.

Oh, something very exciting happened today with Koby - he signed "milk"! We couldn't believe it, but there he was, moving his hand in the milk sign - hooray! Aunt Lauren was there to see it, so I know that despite my illness I was not hallucinating.