Flu Season...go away

I think the cold and flu season is going to test Zach and I's patience over these winter months. That combined with less time spent outdoors and more fearfullness of taking Bennett to public indoor places....well, lets just say, we are going to have to "get creative." Thankfully the weather this weekend was mild and dry - so we could, at the very least, go for walks. Bennett awoke Friday morning with a horrible mucasy nose and Saturday morning we discovered he has pink eye...in both eyes. No problem, right? Just one drop of antibiotic in each eye FOUR times a day. I think Bennett is convinced that we are abusing him as one holds him while holding down his arms and the other forces open his eye lid and attempts to get the drop in his eye.

We know this is just "all part of it" and temporary, but the poor little guy just seems so miserable when he has a cold. On a positive note, we are very thankful to have had a great well-baby visit last Monday afternoon. One-year stats: 19 pounds 6 oz. and 30 inches tall. Overall he is a very healthy guy and Dr. Cumming was pleased with how well Bennett's ears looked after his most recent ear infection (although with this cold, we are not holding our breath. He said the best way to prevent future ear infections, is to keep him from getting a cold = almost impossible). Bennett survived 4 shots and a finger prick and when Dr. Cumming set him down - to see him walk - Bennett practically ran to me. Not much of a fan of the doctors/nurses at this age.

Lastly, we did Bennett's one-year pictures and family pictures a few weeks ago. You can view them by clicking on the cake (to the right). Password is cupcake. We were sad not to include Fenny, but she does not like Bennett and getting us all in the same frame would have been a difficult task. Although, somewhere along the way, Bennett has picked up the most adorable habit - he will walk over to Fenny and just rest his head on her...even if she is standing. He really does love her and deep down I like to think Fenny feels the same. She does this low, quiet growl when he lays on her that I like to pretend is her "purring".