Wilson is sick. Nothing big. Just a cold, I think. He threw up as we turned on to his school's road this morning. Poor guy.
This was his idea of "getting ready for bed".
While home with Wilson today, Nora has been busy...
She turned herself into a tiger. I asked her is she was a zebra, but she corrected me quickly.
It was a dry erase marker so I let her go a little wild (read: covering self, windows, and play spaces).
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