Under the Weather

My poor little sweetheart isn't feeling very well. He seems to have caught the flu that's going around. He's a coughing, snotty, clingy and miserable boy, and not at all his usual happy, playful self. I'm glad we're still nursing because he won't eat solids and only wants to nurse and cuddle all day. At least I don't have to worry about him getting dehydrated. I hate seeing my sweet baby suffer.
When I got out of the shower this morning, this is how I found Paul and Max:

I love my boys. Even with a sick baby, I feel like the luckiest person alive.