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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
. . . babysat a clone
Sometimes I think Joey bears a remarkable resemblance to that political operative Karl Rove. Very cute on a 1-year-old, not so much on a middle age Machiavellian hack. This is Joe on Saturday. . .
and this is Miss Betsy, making a funny face, with her piggytails. This post will be short and sweet: I am taking care of Joe today because he has another one of those viruses that seem to spread through daycare in an instant. I swear I didn't have these strange and mysterious sounding diseases, and neither did my kids. All the usual stuff, but never "hand, foot and mouth disease" or "RSV" or any of those other things. Viruses are scary things. . . I read one time that humans were merely put upon earth to serve as hosts for viruses. I think it was a joke, but sometimes you gotta wonder. . .