Well, Murrow is sick again. I’m guessing he caught it from the ultra-friendly kid at the playground, who asked if Murrow would like to play, then made Murrow giggle when he kept on lunging at our baby boy going “Boo!”.
Poor guy has a fever and isn’t in the mood to do much of anything, so we spent the evening just curling up with Panky (Oma’s too precious purple blanket) and looking as pathetic as possible. Not pictured is when Murrow just decided to curl up with his purple block under his head, as if it was a pillow.
Everyone cross your fingers that he doesn’t get another ear infection.