Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Day Nineteen...

Sick Fussies Always Find Happiness.

Snotty nose and goop in your eyes - that's how Mommy was greeted today when picking you up from daycare.  Sick with a migraine and you with your ickies, we were both in a foul mood.

Of all of your toys, you grabbed the lion we bought from Old Navy.  A toy that had never been played with before, and that made you happy.  Kind of anyways.

Listening to you cry in the bedroom, I know it's mommy's bedtime as well.  You aren't going to sleep on your own tonight.  Shall be a long night for the both of us.  But you are so worth it, sweet pea. 

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