Your fever is gone, you are breathing well and you only coughed a few times today, yay! You also tried to climb up the stand we keep the microwave on, ate an old carrot stick you found under the kitchen island (ew), pulled a gallon of water off of the table and spilled it all over the floor, managed to reach up onto the mail table and grab the letter opener when I wasn't in the room (oh my god, do you want to poke out your eyes?!?) and kept trying to touch the dirty dishes in the dishwasher while I was trying to load it. So yeah, you are back to your healthy, active, gets-into-trouble-every-five-minutes self! But I'll take that any day over the pained, listless, sad little guy you are when you're sick.
Love,
Mom
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