Yesterday I went into Boston with Mom, Dad, Aunt Tracy, and her fiancée Chuck. It was a super fun day … but I wasn’t quite myself. When we walked around Faneuil Hall, Quincy Market, and the Waterfront, I just sat contently in my stroller. And when we had dinner at Peach Farm in Chinatown, I didn’t eat any tofu or vegetables — just some berries and milk. When we were close to our house I pulled a serious Linda Blair and threw up everything from dinner plus some of my lunch — what a mess! Dad had to stop the car while Mom and Aunt Tracy cleaned me up.
Today I’m so very tired — I even fell asleep in the middle of the living room floor. I’ve been running a fever and just want to snuggle, although I managed to eat a little bananas and apple sauce and pasta ’cause they’re good for my belly. Even though I took a really long afternoon nap, I’m looking forward to going to bed early tonight. Being sick really stinks.
Oh, Fu, we hope you are feeling MUCH better tomorrow.
We love you,
GD & GV