Jan 25, 2020

Poor boy

And now my poor is actually sick.  He us running a fever and crying.  I hate that he can't tell me what's wrong.  He was crying before the fever started, and I couldn't tell he was sick.  We were all hovering around him, offering him everything he usually likes.  Eventually he settled down and seem happy for a while before starting to cry again.  That's when his fever started.  My poor baby boy.



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