The scene on today's walk/bike ride:
Yes, those are orange safety goggles that have become Owen's favorite accessory. The other night, they magically gave Owen the ability to devour his dinner. It was either the goggles or the privilege of eating with chop sticks. Either way, stir fry (and safety goggles) are going to be on the menu every week for a while.
I just wish the magic goggles would make Josh feel better, too. We're now on day 6 of this nasty, goobery cold. The drooling and hacking seem to be subsiding, so hopefully he's well enough to enter back into the world tomorrow. I can tell he's trying to be such a trooper, but just feels rotten. I couldn't even get a smile out of him today. We would like to quickly replace this sad (but oh, so cute) face:
With this happy kiddo as soon as possible.