Poor Tristan started running a fever yesterday, so we canceled our plans to go up to my mom's. He likes to dump the crayon box out and carefully put them back in while I do stuff in the kitchen. I saw him trying to put a crayon between his big toe and second toe. He then tried to walk around that way, but it didn't really work out for him. Then Sierra made a big "nest" in the living room and Tristan joined in. My two little sickies. I suppose Kaia is next. Something to look forward to next week.
Something about this cold makes me lose brain power. I went to make a double batch of waffels this morning and left out four eggs. They were awful waffel.
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