Well it’s official–I’m so ratchedly sick, you already know. I sound like rocks in a blender and I am stoned out of my mind on extra-strength Tylenol. Caleb was compelled to come home early last night and manage basic family tasks like putting kids to bed and holding Arbor while I slept.
And it was awesome.
What I could not believe, though, was what he went back to the farmhouse and did as soon as the baby was down for the count:
Holy baseboards.
Can I just say something about dedication and hardwork yada yada.
It’s a beautiful Saturday. You guys get out and enjoy it.
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