This is Phinny during his first big sickness (since coming home from the hospital, of course). He had a bad chest cold, or perhaps croupy cough. His cheeks were red and raw because he kept rubbing his face over and over on his bedspread. Poor little thing.
Even when he felt like crap, he was still smiling.
And he still had time to practice standing.
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