we always have such grand plans for the weekend, attempting to spend the few days we have together as a whole, exploring the city and beyond, rarely wanting to waste these few precious moments together sitting at home. however this weekend held different plans. holden woke up on saturday morning with a fever that remained persistent, still present at this moment. he was sweaty, hot, and miserable, refusing to part from me for a single second, clinging on like a baby koala. he was up most of saturday night and dustin and i emerged sunday morning zombie-like, stumbling around in something similar to holden's feverish delirium. so this unexpected illness forcefully wrangled us into a house arrest of sorts, and after what feels like months on end of go, go, go, we did nothing. we read a million books, snuggled on the couch, jumped on the bed, made stuffed animals talk to one another (of which holden attempted to participate...so cute!), and were content. i think this is just what we needed.