Well my little guy is very sick. Just took his temp and it’s 104.5. (sigh) We head for Vegas for my sister’s wedding on Friday. I hope we are over the hump by then. He’s supposed to be in the wedding on Sunday. He’s so pathetic.. just not himself. I feel so guilty for not being more loving last night. (I was loving the first four times but I swear I need to get me a dose of patience sometimes!)

Anyway, my big worry now is that someone else in the household will get it. If we are sick, we can’t be around Grandpa. Im hoping all our vitamin dosing and hand washing will pay off.

And I keep repeating the age ole mantra “please dont get the pukes, please dont get the pukes, please dont get the pukes”.

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