For the past couple of days, Beatrice has had a night-time fever. After she wakes up, she's fine and ready to take on the day. Last night, she crawled into our bed at some ungodly hour. I didn't even know she was between us until I heard a shriek and a cry "Daddy, punched my nose." Daddy, or Mr.Knees and Elbows landed a good one on my baby girl. I don't blame him entirely, she was pretty stealth in getting into bed with us.
I do however blame him for having thepointiest elbows and knees and for being the world's most active dreamer.
This morning, Bea was still fever-y and low appetite (a rarity) so we decided to keep her home from daycare. I left her in her pajamas, under covers, watching PBS. Cory sent me this photo at about 11am.
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| Sick on the inside. Snazzy on the outside. Note the sequined pants and headband. |
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