Bruce's Dad had asked if we would go to Versailles on Sunday morning to visit with Santa and eat breakfast that the K of C was putting on. When I got Justin up Sunday morning I could tell that he had a fever so I told Bruce to just take the two older boys and I would stay home with Justin. I try to give Justin breakfast, but he takes two nibbles out of his cereal bar and decides that he had enough. So I grab his sippy cup, his blankie and go sit in the living room with him. I could tell that he did not feel well because he did not get off my lap for the entire two, two and a half hours he sat there. However....
Later that morning as soon as his brothers walked in the door, it was like a new kid came off my lap. He got off my lap laughing and he started running around like nothing was wrong. Apparently he just needed to recharge his batteries.
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