If any of you know my father, you know that he's a Jeep guy. Our family special ordered a new Jeep Grand Cherokee at the end of 2010 and have had it for about a month (pic below) Dad prides himself on keeping his car clean just like Gpa Becker; well, except for when he has dead pheasants in the back or dead fish in a bucket.
It all started out Sunday with little cough, which turned into a fever. A really high one where I stayed home from school on Tuesday and then headed for the doctor late on Tuesday with Mom. The diagnosis: Pneumonia and a 104.7 temp. I sure was not feeling well at all. Mom could tell I wasn't feeling well because I didn't make a peep (no crying) at the doctor. I let her poke, pinch, listen and do whatever she wanted. All I got out of the deal was a lame jar of this pink stuff below. Picture this, after my doc appt sitting in Dad's jeep in my carseat in the backseat in the CVS drive through to pick up my pink stuff. I could barely open my eyes and was not feeling well so i barfed everywhere. Yes, in Dad's new jeep. Sorry Mom - she was about to barf herself, sorry Dad for letting Mom and I borrow the jeep...I couldn't hold it but i did not feel good at all.
I stayed home with Mom on Tuesday and again today in the AM with Dad and PM with Mom. I'm going to kick it back at home one more day tomorrow since I still have a little fever brewin'. I don't want to get my daycare friends sick. Tonight, though I drank some apple juice, had a couple bites of dinner and I think I'm coming around because Dad brought home popsicles for me today. Thanks, Dad.
Not Mom's best photo (ha), no shower, PJs but wanted you to see how much my baby bro/sis has been growing lately! 33 weeks along and the time is flying by....so fast that we put together a few things in the baby's room just in case he/she decides to make an appearance earlier than end of Feb. Holy moly belly!
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