It's been sniffles and cold-aches over here the past couple of days. It's always rough to be sick at the same time as the little ones. Quinn gets this super scary croup, totally different than anything Pan ever had (and he had it a lot), which required a trip to the ER the last time it struck. Fortunately, this time, we haven't had to take him in, but I've got one ear on alert all night long, listening for that wheezy breathing. So, we're welcoming this autumn equinox with pots of hot tea, a big batch of soup (I made chicken noodle; Grandma brought over some yummy miso), cuddles on the couch, and movies (Follow that Bird! is on right now. They dig it).
We did make it out for a walk today, despite the not-feeling-good and rainy weather; Pan has been asking us to teach him how to ride his bike. Ha! There was virtually no "teaching" involved. Some things, I guess, you just provide the space and tools and proper equipment for, and they totally figure it out on their own. This was after about 30 minutes.
In some ways, it's actually much easier to sit with the colds now that the heat has eased off. It feels totally inappropriate and disorienting to have a head cold when it's hot outside. And the rain feels an appropriate harbinger of what's to come...