It is Will-O's birthday and I made a somewhat dramatized effort (partly to show the chitlins this is what we do to prepare for a birthday!) to get his favorite food, drink, etc. for dinner as his plan was to be back here for 2 days in between tour dates. Scarlet and I baked and decorated a cake in honor of his years of life. The "celebration" was lukewarm (due to S. feeling under the weather and not present for singing/candles) but fine.
Worst Part of the Day-
Scarlet has some type of nasty viral fever/headaches/body aches ordeal. I feel really bad for her as she just looks illin--the palest of faces, sunken eyes with dark circles--and this fever that just won't quit despite the scheduled 6 hour Motrin. It was a gorgeous day (and these won't last, people!) so I thought we could take a 2 block walk as we had been in much of the day lounging and watching movies due to the sickie. Needless to say it was a poor choice by this Mama/nurse. 1/2 block into this intended to be leisurely stroll, S. was wheezing and whining. I ended up carrying a constantly trying to break free Liam in one arm while pushing this limp 43 pound child in the baby jogger with the other. It was not physically easy or very enjoyable. I swear I had a police officer drive past and then slow down to better survey this weird scene. I guess it is best not to force the outside time...
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