Thank God for Those Big Beautiful Eyes

I'm up at 6am without the kid. It's quite nice...except that it's because Marlowe's sick. He used to be sick and pitiful. Example: 

He'd just lay on me, on the couch and we'd watch whatever I wanted to watch on the TV (usually that does not happen we watch Yo Gabba Gabba or some other shit I can't stand) and he's like my little doll baby. Now he's kinda sick and cranky and contrary. I have to remind myself to be more tolerant, that he's doing it because he's tired and sick but JEEZ! He wants this, that and the other thing then when I give it to him, he doesn't want it anymore and throws a hissy fit so I finally throw it away and he throws a hissy fit. 


He's cute but reeeeeeal annoying!