Memorial Day Blues!

Today is Memorial Day. Jack played golf at the crack of dawn so the boys and me slept in. Dylan was a grumpy little boy this morning and wanted nothing to do with anyone. Little did we know that he had a tummy virus, until we smelled it later on (if you know what I mean). Poor little guy! Dylan usually has a ferocious appetite but he wanted no food. He only wanted his gink and gank (binkie and blankie for those not into Dylan-language). Later in the day, Jack and I were cleaning out the miraculously empty garage (thanks to a super yard sale on Saturday) when the tummy virus hit Jack. Down he went...to bed that is. That left Ryan and me to finish the garage. We did and then we played air hockey. He always wins.