Last weekend (no the one before that) we spent a day at the hospital with my little baby hooked up to tubes. He was bleary eyed and confused and kept looking at me as if he was asking, “”What did I do?””
He had a rotavirus, or as it was pronounced around our house for a week “”RoboVirus.”” After a couple of days of messy smelly diapers he started feeling better. We could tell because he was actually smiling and laughing again.
Then… this past weekend, I got to find out what it feels like. That makes for a very long weekend. As I started to feel better… Amy came down with it!
So life hasn’t been terribly pleasant around the house lately.

Lance Cameron Kidwell

23 March 2004

Posted in Miscellania

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