Thankfully Thursday night you seemed ready to sleep and had a marathon stint 630-630. Bestest! Mummy needed that coming down with the flu. And a sore throat and fever that continuously woke me up, so clue-ing into why you may not have slept.
Daddy in the worst of it now but we are all hopefully on the up track.
Still lots of fun things to report.
Soothing a sore throat.
Sick cuddles.
Droopy drooly baby. We thought it was just teething to start with.
Mastering the solo drinking.
Lunch is over mum- taking off your bib.
Happier after a big sleep.
Cuddles! Wilma was actually kinda enjoying this but ready to move if JM got rough.
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