The creeping-crud-virus thing that seems to be making the rounds at our house has hit its third and smallest target. He still manages to put a smirk on his face when he feels crummy.
Sometimes he just lays around, sucking his finger and rubbing his belly button.
Sometimes he feels good enough to sit up and play with Grace. They're stringing beads on pipe cleaners. Not because I made them, but because they want to. Fine motor skills practice is their activity of choice right now!
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