Another, much less fun, "first" occurred at our house yesterday. Brax got his first "tummy" bug, complete with fever and all. It was pitiful! As you can see, he just cuddled up and settled in for a night of Olympics. Today, however, he seems to be feeling a little better. At least he's attempting to play. Yesterday, he just sat around all day, not even making a peep. I could tell he felt completely miserable. It was a horrible night, knowing
that my baby felt so sick and I couldn't make it better. (I did get some nice cuddle time, though :) Thank you, children's Tylenol, for taking the edge off and making him feel a little better- at least for right now! Gotta run, he's found his voice again and is beckoning me! Oh, and Happy Birthday, Aunt Abby!
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