Flu Hair, Do Care.
So, I’m sitting in the doctor’s office with Boychild, waiting to be seen by the P.A. Suddenly, Boychild retches, spilling the contents of his tiny tummy all over me. My first thought is “how can so much puke come out of a child so small? Does he store vomit in a hump somewhere like a… Read More Flu Hair, Do Care.
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