So now Charles has a fever. Gus is fine but Charles was wiped out all day. Poor guy.
It’s funny, cause I’m used to my half days of work now and to watch Gus all day was both really fun and exhausting. Probably because I was squeezing a bunch of stuff in during naps and when he was absorbed in toys. Makes for a very disjointed day.
But anyway, here’s a picture from the weekend: his first bandaid (he cut his finger on the blade of the blender, stored in one of the cupboards -now moved to higher ground). It lasted all of 5 minutes since he simply couldn’t be stopped from chewing it ravenously the entire time.