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So, the other day I was sick. I came home from my classes in the morning, and felt like my insides were going to explode. So, I stayed home from work. I curled up in my bed and slept for maybe 20 minutes before Maggie and Dan got home. So, I met Dan and I talked to them for a bit, and still felt gross so I curled up with Maggie's "ugly blanket" and went to sleep. This blanket is soo good. It is comfy and warm, I love it! (Despite the random hot pink and forest green colors as well as a miriad of other colors) Anyway, the blanket smells just like my grandparents RV too, so it was so soothing, and reminded me of good times with my grandparents.
Getting sick growing up was a little bit of a different process for my family. With Hayden at home there was no way I would be allowed in the house with any kind of sick germs. So, every time I got sick I was shipped over to my grandparents house to be taken care of by Grandma Higgins. My Dad will know exactly what happened there. I was forced to drink tons of grape juice (which I like, so I was okay with it), then my grandma would get out a bunch of sheets to put on the couch and wrap me in a couple afghans. And she made me sleep! Man, I was used to going outside and climbing up trees, playing dress ups with all of my aunts old dance costumes, or playing in the irrigation when I went to Grandma and Grandpa's house. It was tough times. But I loved it anyway.
We had our second soccer game last night. We only lost 5-0 this time! woohoo! Small steps, small steps...