I spent my entire day Saturday taking care of my puking baby. She woke up puking and didn't stop until she fell asleep that night. We both had three changes of clothes (could have been more, but after three why bother changing again). Sunday she woke up feeling better so I gave her the 3rd bath in two days and we painted her toe nails for the first time. She said "pretty fo Daddio". Brad would be home from a riding weekend up north soon, and she was excited to see him.
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