Got the first stomach flu of my life. Ran the whole gamut of symptoms. And ya, there's nothing pretty about it. Sent Daddy on his first midnight run to the pharmacy.
Survived a headlong dive from the bed to the carpeted floor. (It's Daddy to blame.)
Had an insect bite on face. Swelling is gone. Worries are not. (Again...you guessed it...it's Daddy to blame, according to Mommy.)
(p.s. Passed on the stomach flu bug to Daddy. It's only fair. )
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Daddy the big punching bag.
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