Okay, we've been sick again. After your brief vomiting spell a couple weeks ago, we all came down with the worst cold that kicked us on our bums. Then on Wednesday, you puked and pooped for about 24 hours - and then on Friday night, your dad hurled so much that he couldn't believe he was still alive. He felt that awful. I feel fine... Famous last words around this house these days. It's been a rough year.
But today was beautiful. We met your new cousin, Stella, this morning. Nigel and Jessica rescued this foxy little gal yesterday.
Update: They changed her name. Now she's known as Neko, more true to her Japanese roots I'm guessing.
And we were lucky enough to be outside for a bit this afternoon and this evening.
I've also got maybe a third of our Boston pictures on Flickr. About halfway through the story. It's not like I haven't been doing anything.