Being sick is no fun.

Antonio is just now getting over his first cold. He's been miserable, and as much as we tried to tell him everything would be better in a few days, that never seemed to make him feel better.

He started being a bit "off" last week. The normally happy boy was fussy and uncomfortable. The coughing and sneezing and wheezing started.

I think we're through the rough stuff now. While he still has some symptoms, he seemed to be his old self again.

So much so, that he is rolling like crazy. This morning when I came into his room to wake him up, he was on his tummy, just smiling and doing push-ups.

And even though Antonio was feeling better and it was really warm and sunny outside, we thought it would be for the best if he still got bundled up for his afternoon walk with Laurie.