I wasn’t acting quiet right but we all went to the playground anyway. I enjoyed being carried while big brother Breighton ran all over the place.
Mommy noticed that I ws starting to break out in the “Fifth’s Rash”. UGH! Me too??
I cheered up when Mommy made a LOT of silly faces at me.
But by the evening I was like a lump. I felt icky and achy so I had an early bed. I spelt for 9 straight hours.
