a sick, surprising memorial day

1 Jun

Yesterday, this:

a happy baby, jamming with papa.

And today, after a long night of snorting, coughing, startling awake:

A crusted-up nosed, runny eyed, sleepy little sadsack. We had different expectations for Memorial Day weekend. But in the rain, we met some nice people. We were in our first parade.

And while the sicky snoozed in papa’s sling, I made some laundry detergent, which left me undoubtedly more fulfilled than the perseverent beer drinkers barbequeing down the street.


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