We had a week of some pretty ugly flu. Rex started out on a Friday night at Lizza's house and it seemed to move quickly and viciously through the family. Bryant and I were the only ones spared (thankfully).
Popsicles and soda crackers.
Dad and Talmage putting together our chandelier after puking.
Doesn't Talmage look "sick" to you? Actually, he made the BIGGEST mess I have EVER cleaned up. Not soon to be forgotten. Then he felt a LOT better.
No comments:
Post a Comment