Last week I came down with this amazing crap, because really, it was some amazing crap of flu ickiness that resulted in an eight-day fever.
So the only thing I can really remember over the past eight days is making fun of Kylie's latest stuff toy.
Of course I had to buy her a beaver. I mean, really, wouldn't you be disappointed in me if I didn't?
So I'm sure you can think of a slew of comments to add, but we keep telling Kylie not to get too excited by the beaver. She's really showing that beaver who's boss. Look how far she can get her tongue in that beaver.
And my personal favorite, best be careful to love the beaver, Kylie. It may just magically disappear if you do not.
Oh, and I bought her a sweater.
See? I told you all I've been running a fever for eight days.