We have a tired little girl this evening and didn't realize until about an hour ago that she was running a temperature. Gracie told me that she was "very, very sick." Upon questioning, her wrist, nose, stomach and toes all hurt. When Brent offered her some medicine she said, "Oh, I think I am feeling better now." How quickly we can recover when medicine is involved.
Atlanta had their last softball game tonight, so Brent is done supervising games until basketball starts. The sad part is that basketball starts next week! No rest for the weary.
In case anyone is wondering, Gracie is still determined to name the baby Fuzzy. She told her Grandpa and Nana that a friend from school said she would have to get a cat and name it Fuzzy because she couldn't name her sister Fuzzy. Gracie didn't agree. The saga continues...
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