Oh Sicky McSicklet. The Barney World Marathon continues, as do the cuddles...and the parental paranoia. By dinner time your fever had broken(ish) so we thought we were safe to go see Grampa, Grams and Uncle Will with Papa. You have so much fun there once you remember that my lap isn't the only safe place in the universe. Tonight's activity was opening all of the Christmas presents you've had waiting for you from their family, and then dancing and playing the piano with Uncle Will and Papa. Love love love. They tried to start a band with you, but I let them know that you and Rosie were already working on one. I got you, Man.
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