I'm taking him to the Secretary of State this week to have his name officially changed to "Germ Factory," as that is his primary function this year and I think his name should suit him better.
As you can see, his friends were all enjoying a school event, which we had to leave early because he was lying on my lap, insisting that he was going to vomit.
He did not, but he did ride home with a bucket on his lap, me driving furiously thinking, please, oh please, just not in the car. I don't have time to sell a car.
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