This was him yesterday. All bright-eyed and cuddly with us as we read. This is often the way he is!
But he threw up around 4am, and then in the morning, he seemed quite pensive and listless.
Kind of like our flowers that I just bought on SATURDAY (argh!!! %%$#@&)
He just wanted to hide. I saw his little nose peering out from the curtain as we did our schoolwork.
He then wanted to climb onto my lap; he just wanted to be held.
I had to really help Tatum with her math, so he gave up and went back behind the curtain.
Coopy…are you OK?
He just wasn’t himself today. I think he got my stomach bug!
Sweet boy, feel better tomorrow.