Elijah woke up this morning after a brief fourteen and a half hour nap with a fever and a weary look to him. The poor little guy's appetite (and I use "little" in a purely figurative way) was not diminished however. He drank two cups of juice, ate two large servings of lunch, and is still going strong as I type, eating every snack and side item I can throw at him.
With four boys, our grocery bill is going to get increasingly interesting in coming years.
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