Oh man, it's so sad. He had a fever of 104.1, which, of course, freaked me out, and then he had to have a cool bath and wear a wet towel on his head. They had to draw blood from his tiny arm, and doesn't he look tough with his bandage? So I let him chill out and watch Teletubbies. Now I can't stop singing the song. Crap.
This blog is for people who care about Evan, Sarah, Everett Cash and Frankie Joop, and need details about our mundane activities! Let's face it, it's mostly for our parents! If you are not interested in us (ie, if you are not one of our parents, or at the very least, siblings), this blog may be boring for you! But you are still welcome!
2 comments:
Poor homey! How is homey now?
He's totally fine now. Faker.
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