His head is warm, his eyes are bright, his cheeks and ears are red.
With three days until Christmas, Rafe is fighting off a nasty bug. Or would be, if I could actually get him to sleep, or eat, or even drink anything…
“Please, daddy dearest, no pictures. It tires me so.”
Despite whatever Gremlins are attacking his poor little immune system, he is still so very excited for Christmas.
So, Santa? Please could you make him well in time?