Sunday ... nothing says "oh crap" like being 45 minutes from our hotel at an encampment with Fred's colleagues when Max starts throwing up ... poor kid made it all the way back to the hotel without getting sick in the car - a major feat considering half the drive was off-road. At times the experience was comical - switching between holding Max's head during bouts of sickness to changing Lucy's diarrhea diapers, all while outdoors at a dinner celebrating Fred's bosses birthday. Needless to say, we figured it was time to take the kids to the doctor Monday morning. The pediatrician was great and we left with medication for both kids and saw improvement within a day. So Max was back at school on Wednesday, in time for Charlie to get sick Wednesday night. I appreciate it when the kids take turns being sick so I can still send one of them off to school each day. And Lucy has really rebounded in the last day, eating and playing and acting like a 2 year old. And now some random animal pictures brought to you by Charlie ...
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