Poor Ian and Andrea have been fighting a gastro-bug the last 3 days
. The only other casaualty-besides their stomachs and intestines- was Tuesday Rugby practice.
It was my intent to make it to rugby practice at Columbia Park on Tuesday. Well, so much for that. Ian and Andrea both ended up going to urgent care, so I ended up with baby Duncan for the better part of 4 hours on Tuesday evening. I decided to make Tuesday evening into a “B and B Evening. (Bulldog and Baby)Becky was late getting home because of a late funeral pick up for her job. I took Buddha, my Bulldog, and Duncan on a nice 3 mile walk. You can tell that Duncan is getting bigger, his little blue cap from the hospital kept falling off his head and really could not stay on. I have come to the conclusion that a chunky guy with a baby in a front pack with a bulldog in tow must be a humerous sight, because during the walk I lost count of the amount of smiling people who went past us while driving, then having big, dumb grins on their face. 
When we got back to the house, I fed and rocked Duncan while Ian and Andrea were at the urgent care. It was really pretty relaxing. Buddha was off in a corner, panting away in post-walk-bulldog-bliss. There was a little breeze coming through the house, neither the TV or radio were on. Duncan dozed on my chest for the better part of an hour. When my wife made it home, we gave him a bath, rocked him and bottled him some more untill his parents came back.
After my wife and I came home, Andrea went to bed early, and my wife fell asleep on the couch holding onto Duncan. And must have slept that way for the better part of 90 minutes before I woke her up and put Duncan to bed in HIS crib.
The evening did not go to plan-but in the end, it was not half bad.
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