Had a lovely weekend with our Newfie friend Grumblethorpe but, unfortunately, we are once again tackling a stomach virus. Laurel and I visited the flight doc yesterday and he told Laurel she couldn't have any milk until her body had healed. Afterward, in the commissary, she terrified shoppers by blaring out to anyone within range "This milk isn't for me, it's for my Mommy. I can't having any because of my diarrhea. It's really squooshy and smells bad so the doctor said I shouldn't drink milk!" Each day, I am more convinced that this sweet little girl is really a Calvin in disguise. Her Hobbes is Tigger.
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Your kitchen is awesome! I think it must be wonderful to live in Germany. What wonderful experiences for you guys and especially for Lolo! I hope she is feeling better!
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