H's birthday started off with a bang. or a barf. The girls had shots the day before and chose 12:30 to barf their brains out in the cribs. They had low grade fevers and chills and spent the rest of the night in bed with us.
Here's how H's bday ended:

A little better. But C still looks ill. Z looks like a pyromaniac. Which she would get from her Daddy.
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