This weekend was such a GREAT weekend, only to end on a sour note. Nate is sick. Like not "I have a sniffly cold sick".
No. The kind of sick where you aren't sure which side to face the toilet. The kind of sick where you rub your feet together all day because you ache from a fever.
The kind of sick that causes you to self-quarantine yourself to the basement so as to minimize exposure to wife and child.
Luckily, Meghan and Emily were here to help get the massive target run done and accompany Tillie and I to Moose and Sadie's for brunch.
So hold please, while we take some time to recuperate. Well, one of us is recuperating, the other is busy with a baby and keeping the home fires burning...
3 comments:
Hang in there Nate. Hope you feel better soon...
Uncle Todd
Hope Nate gets well soon...sounds like the same bug that hit the Keaty clan...If you drag it back to Vernon County...you will be grounded.
Hope you are feeling better this morning Nate! Get that sickness out of the house because Grandma is planning a visit SOON! Love to all, Mom
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