Yesterday marked the beginning of the twelve days of Christmas! Yesterday was also the worst day I have had in a long while. Most of it was spent on the floor of the bathroom with a severe case of flu, the worst kind of flu. You know the kind. Well, you probably don't, but I am not going to spoil it for you. You will know it when you get hit with it. Papa Superman had to take care of you the entire day. You got out of the house and spent most of it at LaLa's house. I finally crawled from the bathroom around two in the afternoon and flopped in to bed. Yes, this took all of my strength.
Everything ached, even my fingers and toes. Papa came and checked on me and brought me his Grandmother's secret flu serum to drink. It was lovely, and combined with some saltines did the trick. No more barfs! I got a lovely pair of warm slipper socks for my first gift of Christmas and they helped keep me warm. By today I was feeling so much better. I was mobile and able to take much better care of you. Everyone else was spared the terrible flu, which was a relief, especially because you didn't get sick.
You are still just as healthy and happy as ever. Right now you are really starting to play and interact with us. We put little toys on your set and you bat at them with your little paws. You have scratched yourself several times, and boy do you get mad! I have to sit back and laugh, but then I always try to fold over the mittens on your shirt so you don't do it again.
Loves always,
Momma
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