Last night around 9:30 I developed a 100.6 fever. Medicine brought it back to normal. Mimz checked on me a couple of times during the night and I stayed cool to her touch.
I woke up at 7:15 and thirty minutes later I upchucked. That was a first for me. Oh, I did spit up just a little when I was a tiny baby, but I have never upchucked because I was not feeling well. I just wanted to sit watching television while holding Monk Monk.
I did not want to eat until Mimz fixed me some cornbread. It is common knowledge that I LOVE cornbread. But alas, I only ate three bites and I was finished. I was whining and started pulling at my ears. I'm lucky that Mimz can sit and hold me.
After I was feeling better I went outside to cut down some trees...
... I like working. I often am cleaning, or picking up, or cooking, or folding and putting away clothes. Everyone hopes that stays a part of my character.
Mimz took me for a ride on Pops scooter and like I have done before, I fell asleep.
Mimz and I played outside until Daddy got home and then we got out my t-ball stand and I practiced batting.
Daddy and Mommy met and the school where Mimz and Barbara met. Mommy brought me home. First thing I did was tell Barbara about my playing t-ball. I ate a little of Mommy spaghetti and I picked the carrots out of Barbara's concoction. Hopefully I get my appetite back soon.
I fell asleep while Mommy was holding me watching Caillou.


