The stomach virus struck Gran and me yesterday. I don't have much to report other than Dennis taking good care of himself during my suffering. Pop brought him home from swim class a little later than I expected, and when they arrived, they were each holding ice cream treats. Pop said that Dennis made him stop for ice cream, and Dennis was pretty delighted with himself and his power.
Today we went on the school field trip to the zoo (not the easiest trip to make just hours after a stomach bug), and we had a pretty good time. Dennis enjoyed filling out his scavenger hunt paper and hanging out with his friends. He requested a stop at Books-A-Million on the way back, and we let him look around at everything.
He's really been picking his nose lately, and when we asked him what he was doing, he said "I'm farming boogers, of course." When we told him not to do so, he said "but I have a really good crop that needs picking!". We didn't really have a good reply to that but did request that he harvest his crop with a tissue in the future.
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