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.