Poor Sean has been sick. All morning he was completely normal. We went to visit some friends, and all the kids played and played and played.

In the afternoon, he was walking around the house and he just stopped in his tracks. He said, “I’m tired.” He lay down on a mat, in the middle of the kitchen and stared at the ceiling for half an hour.

Usually I would have rejoiced at the peace and quite, but I thought it was a little odd. You know. Perhaps it was a bit out of character for a child of mine to lie motionless for more than 2 MINUTES. I kept an eye on him.

After a while, I decided to move him to a nice quite spot in the lounge room, where he could look out the window and watch the rain. The poor guy looked miserable. I chatted to him, surrounded him with toys, tried to entertained him or make him laugh – no success.

I guess it may seem a bit cruel to take a picture of him while sick, but he just looked so adorable and grumpy.