Happy birthday Dad!
I really hope you enjoy our present! (which you can’t have until my brother comes home.)
I’ve been sick since late Monday night. Except for frequent visits to the bathroom yesterday I was pretty mush unable to move. And the nurse called an hour after the baby got to school and told me he was sick and to come get him too.
Today I felt marginally better, still awful but at least my hair didn’t hurt. As soon as I got comfy on the couch in the morning to try and rest, hoping to be better before Thanksgiving tomorrow, the nurse called again to tell me the baby was sick from the other end today and to pick him up.
So basically I guess he and I had the same thing but on opposite days. I hope hubby and Tom don’t get it.
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