Momma and Timmy were up all night - two nights in a row! The first night, Timmy was feeling sick and bouncng back and forth between fever and chills. Then he threw up and felt better. Bad hotdog.
The culprit the next night was gas. Bad gas. His belly felt like a balloon. Momma massaged his belly until it made funny gurgling sounds and Timmy rolled over and went to sleep. Wait twenty minutes, and repeat. Momma masseuse.
It's been a long, hectic week. And a super-clingy Timmy coupled with sleep deprivation don't help. But we're making it!
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I know you can't wait to get back in the states, and we can't wait to see you guys! Maybe you can take the first swim in the pond with us LOL
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