Yummy sqaush and left overs dinner, creepy movie in the cuddly TV nest, a short nap follwed by both of us waking with scratchy throats and runny noses.
Time to head to the store for sick supplies and to stay another night in northern Michigan.
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Thank you for offering to eat your popsicles in the bathroom. That's music to my ears. Ugh.. that icy, biting popsicle sounds is worse than nails on a chalkboard. :)
Ack- You bite your popsicles! I'm with Ali on that one... listening to someone gnaw on ice makes me cringe.
OOooo! Erin, I thought you were a biter! Thank goodness you are NOT! :)
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