The thick yellowish green oozes from Jack's eyes. His face is puffy from his eyes down to his cheeks and the discharge is caked on his face.
Zach is complaining of his brain feeling like it is going to split in half. Feeling so unwell, he hardly moves from the couch and naps as our company visits on thanksgiving day.
Gabe cries out periodically throughout the night. Something is ailing his body but what is it? Is it his teeth coming in? Attempting to comfort him, I pick him up but certainly not wanting to be touched. But laying him down in the crib is an absolute no-no as well. I turn the light on in the bedroom ensuite to have a better view of what's going on and he just grins at me from ear-to-ear. What a sweet little boy!