I took Luke to Marsh with me and he automatically leaned to the side and stuck his foot up on the bar. He knows how to relax.

"Oh no ... I think I pooped my pants!"

A cold has been passed around his room at daycare and he came home with it a few days ago. The poor little guy had to sleep in his swing just so he could breathe.
I like to call this picture "A sick little boy, a jealous kitty, and a tired mama."

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