Poor, poor littleMan- he woke up this morning with a fever of 102.6. All day he's just wanted to lay in my arms. All he's eaten all day is one popsicle. Not sure whats wrong with him, cus he says nothing is ouchy, but he's definitely sicky. Poor baby.
Its my birthday this weekend (yay me), and the fireMan has been planning to take me out for a
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Aw, sweetie, don't have the answer to that one, just know that I didn't want to do those things before I had a child - somehow that made it all seem important. So sorry your littleMan is sick. Hope he gets well and you get your datenight. If not, grocery store = crab = boiling water = win. Maybe the FireMan could...? I know, I know, not the same as dinner out.
Happy birthday, darling! Sending healing vibes, and Jack to whisper sweet nothings in your ear...
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