On colds, burned toast, writing and taxes. . . So, Littleman doesn't even make it to his 4th day at Montessori school before he gets sick. Poor kid is miserable, and joy of joys I am coming down with it now, too. I feel like shit. Thank god for breastmilk's antibodies, because so far (knock on wood) little Mr. Cheeks seems unscathed. We don't need any sick infants! |
Sunday, January 22, 2006
On colds, burned toast, writing and taxes. . .
Saturday, January 21, 2006
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