Rashy Pook

Poor Noah had a rough day yesterday. He still wasn't quite himself and he continued to have the skitters. Consequently, he had a very rashy bottom. I really don't like the smell of diaper rash cream, but it's certainly necessary these days.

The good news is that he settled down pretty quickly last night and didn't wake us up with any screaming. Lily also got to bed in good order. Hopefully he has turned a corner with this latest stomach thing. Amanda thinks that it was a real flu rather than teething based on how he was acting. Moms tend to know these things.

Big day today for Lily as she has a birthday party for her friend Nikki and then church. The plan is that I will take Noah to the party, run some errands, and Amanda will pick her up. I think Amanda could use a little solitude after her whirlwind trip this week and Noah's sickness.