My boys: Joey and Andy. Not that anyone is reading this thing, but there it is, if you happen to stumble in.
We're doing OK today. Andy tossed cookies in the car this morning, but he seems to be feeling much better now. Joey has been a bit quiet, too. We're hoping to go to the fair this weekend, but if they're sick...
We had to wash Blankie today (see previous paragraph), which of course is the End of the World As We Know It. A sub for Blankie had to be found, and none would do. Then I found Allan's old blanket, which his mom sent a while ago- before Andy was born. Anyway, I turned and offered it with, "How about Daddy's blankie?" He snatched it from my grasp, hugged it, and said "Yes." He napped with Daddy's Blankie, thank goodness. He was very happy to have his own Blankie back for bedtime, though.
OT starts next week. We're going to have him checked out by Kluge on Monday, but we figure the OT people can't hurt him.
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