Having my gall bladder out this morning was a hell of a kickoff to our 14 year anniversary. We’ll definitely need a do-over. One where I wear a prettier outfit and some makeup. Thanks for being my rock, Mikey. You’re doing an awesome job.
We walk in the house from MUSC and Wyatt runs to his “office” and grabs his doctor kit. W: Mommy, I am going to make you all better.
H: Mommy you need a shot! It’s going to hurt.
W: You know I’m not really a doctor.

