We've had Number 1 down for the count for two days now. He's been sick, sore throat, fever, pittiful voice, the works. Now, he's on the mend. I never realized how hard being sick, but better, really is. The poor little guy wants to play, feels like he can play, sees his brother and sister at play. But when he tries to join in, the fact he hasn't eaten in two days catches up with him.
He's got a field trip at school tomorrow, but it's looking like that's a wash out. Let's just hope he starts eating again, so he can mend.
Russell
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