This past week we've been sick. Poor Reese got the worst of it- lots of vomiting and fire-bum, blister-causing diarrhea. Will and I got the second worst of it- treating and cleaning up after vomiting and fire-bum, blister-causing diarrhea. And we both got queasy stomachs and the aches.
Thank goodness Liam didn't seem to be affected. And this is the best smile I could get for the camera. He smiles on occasion now.
Reese, pictured here in her "ribbit jam-jams", which were washed at least five times within the two worst days of her sickness, listening to Daddy's ipod in a rare feel-good moment.
And dancing, too