Last weekend when the kids were sick, I swear it was like two Opposite Days in a row. Eleanor, who’s usually our chill baby, couldn’t stop crying no matter what we tried. I think she cried more in the few days she was sick than she’s cried every other day of her life combined. Everett, on the other hand, did something he hadn’t ever done in his whole entire life. He sat still. Everett. Sat still. For like…a long time. He just sat there, looking all sick and sad. I always thought I’d be elated if there ever came a day when Everett sat still. But I have to say, it was oddly unsettling. He was built to move, that’s for sure. But I guess that’s why they call it Opposite Day. Or in this case, Opposite Weekend. Because it’s only temporary. Thank goodness the littles are back to their normal dispositions…these pictures from last weekend just break this mama’s heart.