Under the weather... not that you'd know it

Nash has got some kind of stomach bug. It's not too nasty, but it's not too fun either, and we're going on 3 days now. Mostly he's acting like his normal happy-baby self! He's climbing all over the *$#^(! place and prefers to eat his snack it a big boy chair. Luckily he doesn't mind drinking orange pedialite with it. (Right now he's running in circles around the couch holding his Daddy's belt, and stopping every time he gets to me to say "HI!" before he takes off again.) By the way, who thinks I should cut his hair!? Reveal yourselves! Don't you think it's beautiful?? And if we cut it it won't be this cool when he's hanging upside-down. And he won't make a very good Rambo for Halloween! Just kidding about the Rambo thing. Happy Friday everyone!