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.