April 05, 2005
Defective
Um. Yeah. Our baby? He's defective. He keeps overheating and leaking. This is why God made babies so cute, right? Otherwise you'd just trade them in for a less gooey model when they got sick.
Poor Dax is still under the weather. He keeps running fevers off and on and I'm starting to get a little bit tired of New Poop Frontiers. Mostly I just hate that he can't tell me exactly what's wrong and that I can't make him all better with hugs, kisses, and cuddles.
We'll be going back to see Dr. P tomorrow. In the meantime, let's just look at the cute little guy.
Yeah. I guess we'll keep him.