Hanging in the backyard

I have felt miserable all day. The nausea gets a little more intense each day. Granted, NOTHING like it was before, but present nonetheless. So instead of playing with my kids, I sat in the backyard and watched my kids play. It's practically the same thing, right?

I snapped these few pictures of Dylan and I can't get over how stinking cute he is. This first one is him looking up at Justin. I'm sure there could be some metaphor here, but I'll just stick with a cute picture.