Well, Mister, you've had a rash for about a week, but today it looked so bad that we just had to go to the doctor about it...but not before some outstanding cuddles with Jacob...
You wanted fries as your bribe to go to the doctor, so fries you got! They were too hot to eat right away, but you Macguyver'd a way around that with no trouble. Cutie.
You enjoyed the doctor's office - trying your hardest to break the infant scale...it didn't work...and then we came home to relax and play and silly the night away with a pit stop at the playground while I did a session. We haven't been to one splash pad this summer! What's up with us?! I don't know about you, but I blame Steph.
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