I think my Wesley has gotten into some poison oak. I sure do hate that for him. Its gonna be really hard for him not to scratch. It was kinda funny. Josh called me into the livingroom and said, "Mom, Wesley has poison oak!" And without a thought Wesley looks up at me and says "Am I gonna Die?" Had to explain that to him. So I took him to the bathroom, put some Calmine(sp?) lotion on it and told him everything is gonna be ok. Just please try not to scratch...
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