I am never so grateful as I am the morning after a migraine when I wake up pain-free.
We spent a good deal of the morning taking photos downtown for Max's architecture project. We played cards and sat on the porch and read.
This afternoon, I sat in the backyard with Max as he cried in frustration because Frank is having another allergic reaction and we are not sure what he's reacting to, (a different kind of yogurt?) and Max is just exhausted from the up and downs of this whole process.
We've declared a moratorium, no talking about skin rashes or food allergies for the next 48 hours.