October 30, 2001 - Tuesday
I suppose Harry couldn't have picked a better day to be sick. His fever from Sunday, that we thought was gone, reemerged this morning and Harry had a sick day from daycare. Of course, that meant he spent a good chunk of the morning next door, highlighted by the arrival of this cement mixer. Harry was a little intimidated at first by the noise, but got over it quickly enough and he and I got up close to watch it dump.

Do you think Harry is clever enough yet to just be pretending he is sick?

Comments, opinions?