This week everybody got sick. It was awful. 8 sleepless nights, 5 cans of chicken noodle soup, 4 infected ears, and 60 hours of Disney movies and Sesame Street. Even Mom and Dad each spent 48 hours in misery.
Thank goodness for Motrin.
And good doctors.
But mostly, thank you Moms and Dads who understand that some days are made for milkshakes. They just make you feel better.
Ryan was a huge fan of the chocolate milkshake, and made a big show trying to get my attention so I would give him my glass. Everybody was looking at him and laughing: Gimme That Milkshake
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