Caden has the flu. His first time. In between bouts of being a seriously unhappy camper he has said some pretty funny things.
"Mama. Take me to the doctor. He give me little pokes (shots) and put a bandaid on my mouf and I feel all better."
"Mama! Help! Where's my bucket?" As he thows up on his blanket six inches from the bowl.
"Oh, I know! The sun will make me better. Lets go outside and when the sun wakes up I be all better." Cue big cheesy grin.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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Ohhh, poor little guy. Hope he gets feeling better soon! I've always thought it must be so darn confusing for them. They don't understand what's wrong with their bodies :(
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