Mr. Fix-it

I was even sicker today. I apparently have contracted a very fast moving cold--today it's all down in my chest and I just came down with it yesterday. I hope that means it will go away fast. Dennis told me he hoped I would get better soon and did his best to avoid touching any germs. He appeared after we'd both had a long nap, dressed in jeans, a fleece shirt, and his hard hat, and he was carrying a box of tools. He told me he was going to fix me right up. Poor little guy--I just felt too wretched to play today. His Daddy did a great job (before and after work) of spending time with him. The highlight of his day was their late night run to the gas station to get chocolate ice cream and bug juice.