Helping Dad

Well, the little man has been sick for the past five days or so. A nasty cold and fever, and a swollen gland on his neck that got to be very big. As in, have-my-mom-come-down-in-the-middle-of-the-night-to-look-at-it big. It's started going down a little bit, and he hasn't had a fever today for the first time since Sunday. He's still congested and has a runny nose and a cough, but I think he's on the mend. It's been a long week for all parties concerned.

So I have no new pictures from this week - he's been looking too pitiful. But here are a few more pictures of my fellows hanging blinds from last week. Note Iain is on the stepstool behind his hero. :) Also note what he's got in his hands: the drill bits. Every time Jeremy would ask for them, he'd give them up... but very reluctantly.


In this one, I think he was going on a lion hunt or something....
And finally, the current favorite game: ride a little pony.

Just out of curiosity, which version do you know?

Jeremy's version:
Ride a little pony, ride him downtown,
Look out, little boy, don't fall down!

My version:
Ride a little pony, go to town,
Please, little pony, don't fall down!

Or another version all together? We must solve the mystery - is the rider to go downtown or simply to town? Who is in danger of falling down?? The boy or the pony??