A sick week. Monday started off just fine, but by Tuesday, there were fevers, and tears, and tantrums, and refused naps, and a maneuver which I like to call "force sleep" wherein an exhausted and frustrated parent holds an over-tired, feverish, and super-pissed child still until that sick baby eventually closes her eyes and goes the funsicles to sleep. See? This is the result.
As you can see, we didn't really leave the bedroom.
Until we did. And by "we" I mean "she", and by "leave" I mean "escape into the hallway unbeknownst to her mother".
A glimpse into our life, the fourth week of 2013. Again, thanks for the inspiration, Pink Ronnie!
::: ::: :::
We've really moved up the charts on Top Baby Blogs. I'd love to see this momentum continue!