Fast forward...Wed...it had been a terrible three mornings in a roll sending Iggie to school. What success we achieved last week came to nought...He started crying before he entered the classroom. It made me really mad (with myself) when I had to walk away from a weeping boy...And that day got worse, when I heard that Iggie had threw up in school. That immediately meant - more weight to be lost in the coming days *sigh*.
After having rested two days at home, Iggie still was having problem ingesting food. So came Saturday, I decided to stay at home with Iggie. We had a great deal of fun...playing with his Thomas tracks, rebuilding the Lego truck, watching Charlotte's Web, and going to the arcade. It was really Daddy and Son time.
So end of the day....here's my happy boy again... Let's see what about tomorrow *fingers firmly crossed*...





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Poor Iggie! Check out those pouted lips.
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