Quarantined

This weekend's weird. Cason is still sick. I thought he'd wake up happy yesterday, but he still felt really warm, and was still coughing. He slept most of the day on the couch.
Poor buddy. So sad. Even his bath didn't make him much happier last night. But he was really cute.
He's about the same today. Paige was fine yesterday. We went on a date in fact. She wanted McDonalds. It was packed, but we found a table.
She had more fun than it looks like. Ha. She got her own ketchup. Haha, it was so hard for her to push it down.
She borrowed my phone to text people.
She's funny. She'll tell me what she wants to say to someone, and I tell her how to spell it. She'll randomly throw in happy faces and stuff in the middle of a word.

But now she spent a couple hours throwing up early this morning. She hasn't thrown up for a while, and seems to be in a good mood, but she's relaxing on the quarantine couch with Cason, anyway.