"I feel ickish."
Master Muchkin was up all night with the stomach flu. Poor little guy. We're laying around on the couches today, catching cat naps. But, so far, no one else has come down with it. Keep your fingers crossed!
And it's all over! The happiness is crazy and the thankfulness is huge.
Went down with Husband, picking up Daughter on the way.
Beautiful, beautiful morning....
1 comment:
Poor guy! I hope it's a quick run and misses the rest of you.
Ish is one of the best books in the world.
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