We had a weird start to our Donut Wednesday. Oliver didn't feel good, but Mommy wasn't quite sure if he was telling the truth. He has a bit of a Ferris Bueller reputation. Mommy thought if he ate he might feel better....
His tummy still hurt...
We still got all the goods.
And tried to eat, but Mommy had him call his Daddy.
It is to late once we wake up to get a substitute teacher
for Mommy. (Sometimes being a single mom isn't
super duper easy.) We figured it out though.
Oliver's drop off, to his Daddys. Oliver hung out
and got better by 9:30 and went to school.
Even through all the tummy aches he still had plans to
attend and perform in his play tonight:
Mommy made a movie, its not the greatest, but she tried.
Mommy is very proud of her Nanny Goat who
did a wonderful job with his speaking parts!
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