What a Sunday!
Byron came down and got hit hard with the flu late yesterday.
Suffice it to say, he is miserable and confined (more like exiled)
to rooms away from the family, especially Kean.
Poor boy, he sees Daddy home and thinks it should be cycle ride time.
The girls have been great at keeping him entertained.
After they got home from church, Reese and Greer
put together a one day late Valentine's Party extravaganza.
We all had to wear mustaches-- Kean's lasted point 2 seconds.
They took over most of the upstairs-- had a fishing booth,
pin the flower on the Valentine, relay races-- you name it.
The best was tonight though- at my parents house for Sunday dinner.
Sickie stayed home.
Kean was in fine form, taking blueberries and force feeding them
to all in sight.
He was so tickled to be on the giving end-- instead of the receiving end.
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