forgot to add my version of a Peruvian Dinner

Feeling motivated from my latest obsession of Martha Stewart's Everyday Food, I decided to conquer tonight's dinner. Unfortunately, my son decided to catch yet another cold bug in the middle of July and 100 degree weather! I seriously do not know how this talent came about but he always tends to get sick on a weekend or a holiday..lucky me! So instead, I sent my husband off to the nearest Peruvian chicken place. Have you had this lately? Living less than 2 minutes away from the "capital" of MS13 has its advantages - over 15 Peruvian chicken places all within 5 miles radius. Dinner consisted of beans and flavored rice (garlic powder and oil), chicken, yummy green and yellow dips, and a glass of pinot noir. No pictures were taken at this dinner because I was too busy running up and down the stairs while attending to my sick baby (see entry below). good night.

My version of dealing with a sick baby...

No one ever tells you that the newborn stage is the hardest. The second thing that no one ever tells you is that it only gets worse when your baby is sick and cannot voluntarily blow his/her nose, swallow a pill, or just suck it up. Instead, I find myself waiting like a hawk in front of a monitor in case I hear any signs of discontent from Ethan, my 11 month old son. All kinds of thoughts go through my head, did he get sick when he stood over the AC vent while drooling all over his chest, did I not "purell" my hands after touching a stranger's hand, did my husband carry the germs from his lacrosse camp, or did my nephew carry the germs as he often does from being in a dreadful daycare. Ugh! If there was a bubble that my baby could grow up in, I would be the first in line to buy it. But for now, I'll sleep with my one eye open. Pirate style.