It started with Lucia. Poopy, really poopy and I don't like to post about poop. Then Yoma got it, then I got it, then I got better, then Jon got it, and now both Yoma and Jon still have it but are getting better. And now Lucia has something else with a weepy eye and snotty. She's one sad chicken. The good side of it all, if there is one, is that Lucia has been super cuddly and she's not really a cuddly girl. She loves from afar with a smile and a passing hug. She loves deeply but she just doesn't want to linger in the hug or kiss to long. Airport style...miss you, love you, bye-bye. But she's needed more time to be hugged, rest her head, be rocked a little. For those extra moments as well as the fact that she's been a mostly happy girl through all the misery, it has made it all worth it. Don't get me wrong though God - I don't ever want to repeat this sickness! And thank you that we all survived. Amen.
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Poor baby! We hope you ALL feel better soon!
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