This morning, James went to Church. We went with him, of course. There was a nursery for kids his age, but we decided to keep him with us during the service to see how he did. He was doing pretty well at first, but then he got hungry and wanted to tell everyone about it. Daddy got up and headed out to the hall to give James his bottle. It was a bit of a long way. Mommy's friend had invited us to sit with her in her normal spot, which is at the front of the church. I'm pretty sure if we had been sitting in the back, James would not have made a sound the whole time. But since we were up in the Amen pews, we had to skip out early. That's okay; it was the "financial responsibility" sermon. Daddy can recite it from memory. We'll try again next week from a more James-friendly location (i.e. the back row).
Tonight, none of us are (is that right? Or is it "none of us is"? Chalk it up to the illness) at our personal best, health-wise. James has been extra fussy since after church, Mommy hurts all over (like the aches that come with the flu), and Daddy seems to have a stomach bug. If we can get James to sleep, Mommy and Daddy will work on doing the same, and maybe we'll all feel better tomorrow.
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Sorry to hear you're all not v well - hope you feel better from your respective illnesses soon!
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