Resilience

Cooper has been feeling under the weather this week.  It's the time of year again where I'm sure the doctor's office is

1) going to be seeing a lot of us

and

B) going to be very sick of phone calls from me.

Can we say paranoid Mama?

Anyways, I was home with Cooper and as I watched him I became entranced.  And here's the deal.  He amazes me.

This kid is running a fever, got snot pouring out of his little nose, and coughing up a storm.  But he taught me a huge lesson.

A lesson in resilience.

Kids...are...awesome.

They're sick and they don't feel good.  But it doesn't stop them from enjoying their day!

Now when I'm sick, I just want to lay around and sleep.  I want to watch smut TV, have someone wait on me hand and foot, and complain about how yucky I feel.

But my kid?  He saw it as an opportunity.  We were in the house all day, so he was going to seize the chance of playing.  All...day...long.

And please don't ask why he has pants on in one picture and not in the other.  I can't answer it.

But back to the resilience thing.

It really did amaze me how he just was up and going and had all of this energy even though a simple look at his eyes told you everything you needed to know about how he felt.

What does that say about babies?  And us as adults?  Are these babies just a lot stronger than we give them credit for?  Super babies by chance? 

Where is the elixir that they drink from that makes them like this?  I want some.  I neeeeeed some.

And by the way, nap time was almost non-existent.  And well, that just made somebody pretty displeased.