Abbey and my mom are sick with some sort of virus. We're trying to keep from getting it.
Last night, Dad and Reed played a game.
The game consisted of Reed throwing the ball, laughing hysterically, and then dad reaching for the ball and using anything around him to try to get it.
Reed thought it was a hoot.
Tonight the game was similar, except it involved some balloons we got at chick-fil-a at lunch when Reed and I met up with Aunt Ava.
Reed has been extra sweet today.
We went to Old Navy after lunch and then home for a long nap. We're hoping that Abbey and mom are coming out of their virus and that we are not going to get it!