French radio vs. feeling pewy....

This is too hilarious so of course I have to share it.  I'm listening to Chanteurs.org on iTunes radio that plays, as they say, 'French songs since 1890 of the dead artists'.  Nice.  I'm listening to Trois Menestrels--Balde de Davy Crockett , which is The Ballad of Davy Crockett in French.  I guess you really have to hear it to sense the full aroma of its hilarity. 

For the past few weeks we have seen back-to-back illness with the little nugget.  The week before it was a cold that turned into RSV, this week it was a fever and general 'pew-ness' that knocked him out. Thankfully he woke up today without a fever and was free of the general funk that took over yesterday.  We can't seem to get past the plugged up nose.  Darn you nose...

So last week, when we actually had a spurt of warmer weather, I decided some fresh air would be good for our lungs.  I bundled Isaac up, put his little hat on and thought we were ready to go.  My over thinking Mama Brain thought, "You know, a little blanket might be that added umph we need to keep him toasty." Yeah, Isaac didn't think so.  It wasn't a thick blanket, mind you.  It was more like a receiving blanket.  But he did not like that one bit.  My thoughts were, "Deal with it puddin'!  It's cold!" Note the hands in the second picture...frustrated with a capital YEEEOOOWWWZZZAA!! 

He revolted by taking his shoe and sock off every 30 seconds.