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Dr.Dad to the rescue!

Today is Monday, and I am just getting back from a 4 day break. Which would have been great if my 13 month old boy wasn't sick.



The hardest part is that he is only 13 months old, and he can't really communicate what is hurting or what he wants. So not only do I have to play doctor, but now I am playing interpreter as well. All I could do was make sure there was plenty of water, a little gatorade, some Cheetos, infant motrin, a bottle and his blanket... and hold on tight.

Luckily, he is feeling better today, and is going to return to day care tomorrow. Lucky not just for him, but for me. I am physically beat from holding him in my arms for almost 4 days straight. I know what you are thinking, and yes even I get tired despite my large mass of muscle.

Not much on my mind today other than recuperating... so I'll call it good here :)

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