


More running and going berserk!

Thursday dinner at my mom's--- Lincoln and I were the only ones from our family who could attend. Shiloh came home with a fever Wednesday night, and Mullin woke up in the middle of the night feeling terrible. Pretty sure he had strep. Shiloh never complained of a sore throat, thank goodness!
Anyway, poor Mark stayed home, but I am sure the Cowboys kept him company. (I promise I won't go off on a tangent about how I HATE sports on holidays!)
Anyway, poor Mark stayed home, but I am sure the Cowboys kept him company. (I promise I won't go off on a tangent about how I HATE sports on holidays!)

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