Saturday night after we went to see a friend's concert in Downtown, David got sick. Poor thing. All Sunday he had a high fever, but nurse Analee got it down.
I need to save my time off to visit my sweet little tweenies on their birthday in a couple of weeks. Therefore the Clorox wipes have come out... with a great show of force. Although David is quite aware of my intentions of NOT getting sick he stuck his entire hand in my mouth yesterday, by accident I hope. He was trying to hug me, as a joke I hope, and I was running away. Instead of grabbing me and pulling me back his slimy, diseased hand went into my mouth. I didn't swallow just brushed and brushed and brushed.
:: David is taking geology this semester and needed to study instead of keep me company. I know, totally unfair.
What do you need to study?
The history of the earth.
Psh! That's easy. Dinosaurs, Sasquatch, Lord of the Rings, Dark Ages and today!
He thought it was pretty funny and he drew me a picture. I think he should give it to his teacher!
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