Last night, Sasha's nose started running when we tucked her in. She seemed a bit warm.
She went from this, last night:
To this, this morning:
Poor little thing is sick, sick, sick. She seems to have the same thing Connor had. High fever, runny nose, zero appetite. So, hopefully it'll run it's course w/in a day or so. Looks like a laid back weekend in our house!
In other news...
After I read them a book this morning, Connor went and took his letters and spelled out the title of it.
"The Cat Who Stamped His Feet".
He ran out of letters in one set and borrowed them from other sets. The way it looked reminded me of a ransom note.
He was very proud of his work.
And, here's more proof that he's feeling better. Salami eyes.
This kid cracks me up.


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