The guys worked until dark, but, unfortunatley, David got heat stroke very bad! He very rarely gets sick, but when he does, it's very dramatic. (Actually, I'm probably the one who is dramatic as I try to help him.) When we called my mom to ask her what to do for his symptoms, she screamed, "Call 911!!"--which we didn't do. We do appreciate all your medical advice though, Mom, and we do usually do what you recommend.
Lots of water, chicken bullion, popsicles, and a good night's sleep helped David feel much better.
Here's my favorite pic from the day!
A gazebo in the back-yard...how exciting! Can he build us a house next?
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