My son has his first cold. And like all other baby's "firsts" I find this one as cute as all the others. Don't get me wrong, I feel terrible for him that his little nose is running like a faucet, and luckily no fevers are present. But he seems just as happy as any other day, that is until I pull the syringe out. I'm making sure he gets all the kisses and cuddles he needs to feel better.
I'll be pulling out the Vicks humidifier tonight and hoping for a better tomorrow!