…was Daddy. And well, when Daddies fall to an illness, they tend to fall HARD! James actually did have it pretty bad. I can count on one hand the times he has missed work from being sick and this was one of them. He ran a fever for 3 days and stayed in bed for most all of Saturday except for Lily’s birthday party.
I, thank goodness, did not fall, but just stumbled a little. I had a few little tummy rumbles and a not so hot day, but nothing like what my poor family went through.
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