I was planning on an open buffet of the weekly leftovers tonight, but guess what. Shayne was up sick (sick, sick, oh lord so sick) at 3:00 am. He was still sick when I left the house at 6:30 (rolling Curt out the door in a protective plastic bubble and cloud of Lysol, bye-bye Daddy!).
Soooo. Not much appetite going on at my house in the next few days, I'm thinking. Curt and I will probably have peanut butter sandwiches tonight (maybe outside in the car?) and Shayne will likely want some crackers, dry toast, and plenty of fluids.
Ugh. Have a nice weekend?
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