Yesterday I talked to Mark. (Finally! The little monkey didn't call me on Monday. If you can imagine.) He is having a great time. He has a little sunburn (for which he apologized...have I guilted that kid into sunscreen or what?) and he told me he's getting a rash on his legs and the salt water hurts it. Probably because he's been swimming. A lot.
He didn't seem too worried about the rash though because he told me that he had had a rash around his spleen but it was all better now.
"Around your spleen?"
"Yes, my spleen."
"Do you even know where your spleen is?" I asked.
And then he was sort of noncommittal. "Was the rash on your stomach?" I asked.
"Yes," he said.
Here are some more stolen pictures I didn't take:
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| they look like two Cheshire cats |
It looks like he's having a wonderful time. Spleen rashes or not.
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