First chilly day*

We're a little underdressed here -- didn't realize it was quite that cold. Time to pull out the Fall jackets we bought in Spring -- they'll finally fit.
Aidan looks a little down in these pics...they were taken on Thursday, when he just started showing signs of a cold. Now he's pretty sick, with a fever, cough and runny nose. We've had one nighttime call to the pediatrician's answering service already -- it's hard to stay nonchalant, what with H1N1 virus running rampant and everyone just a little confused as to how worried we should be.
Stupid weird, dangerous flu-- we can't even relax and say "oh, poor baby, it's just a cold". Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. But no parents are sleeping well until "it" is all gone and the baby feels better.
Stupid weird flu.

* UPDATE: Aidan's feeling a little better as of Sunday - fever is gone! Now, it's poor Jack's turn...he's miserable. Needless to say, Deb & I are both sick, but we are so used to having to work through it all -- when we opened the daycare, we realized that we'd never again be able to spend a "sick day" recovering in a warm, comfy bed. For the past 10 years, a sick day just means you feel awful while you are working, and you eat soup for lunch. Those last months of pregnancy were the most rest I'd had in years...