Apologies are in order to Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Gossiaux, Aunt Beth, Uncle Adam, Katie, Ella, Aunt Sami and anyone else Timmy may have come into contact with in the last few days. Get a box of tissues ready and possibly a bucket next to your bed- you may need 'em.
Last night, Timmy woke up at 12:30 (That's in the A.M.), then proceeded to wake up every half-hour after that until the alarm went off at 6. Why he did this, I don't know. I've got the sniffles, so I'm assuming Timmy was a little under the weather, too.
The confirmation came this afternoon. After picking Timmy up from daycare we drove home. No sooner had I parked the car in the driveway and turned the key off, Timmy started putting the contents of his daily diet on display like an exhibit in the MMA. (No, rhyming wasn't my intent, there). After a heaping pile of fruit, hot-dog chunks and miscellaneous bile finally settled in his lap (in the car seat still), I ran inside to grab some towels and quickly handed Timmy off to Grandma. Now, except for a washer full of car rugs and carseat cushions, we're all pretty well cleaned up. And Timmy's never felt better.
So, if you get sick in the next few days, you can blame us.
No picture today- believe me, you wouldn't want one, any way.
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