Max became sick at the end of last week. He and I spent a good chunk of Saturday sitting in our reclining chair. He napped and I read, for over 3 hours. It was really nice to snuggle with him, even if I was sweaty and had to go to the bathroom about 2 hours into our cuddle.

Today? It's Rory's turn to be sick. I'm sure the cuddles will be just as nice but my desire to lay around has drastically decreased since I just did that for a good chunk of the weekend. Hopefully she'll follow in her brother's shoes and it will only last a couple of days!