He had a shot last night. It doesn't always make him sick, but, today it did. He's in the parking lot at work, laying in his car. I wish he'd come home, but, he's wishing he'll feel better so that he can get back on the clock.
Ayden has had serious potty training regression. Ever since it's been cold, and I've had to put him in clothes, he has been having poopy accidents. But, today, it's warmer, so I've left him naked, so hopefully he'll get the hang of it again.
I'm making thanksgiving dinner today. Bread for rolls is in the bread machine.
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