Well today you woke up with a rash. Dad noticed a few little spots on your back last night but it didn't seem like anything to be worried about. Come this morning you had spots all over your back and belly. You didn't seem bothered by them and you were just glad to walk around half naked while I tried to get a picture to send to Grammy. Lucky for us, Darrin stopped by to diagnose your trouble as Roseola (virus with rash). So I'm blaming the roseola and teething (left canine broke through this morning) for your grouchy nature this past week. So luckily we only shared our germs with Aunt Jordan and whoever sits in the high chair at Red Robin as well as the Tuckett kids. We'll lay low the next couple days until your rash clears up and you are happy again.
Dad went to watch Annie play volleyball today and we went on lots of walks around the neighborhood and played on your cars in the backyard.
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