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Sick?

Yes, she's sick.  So we had some down time at home to...

1-Practice our sippy cup sipping skills. (Finding the spout is always an issue...always.)
 2-Sweat out our fever...in our bathing suit.  The second benefit to this was that because she now knows how to sip the water out of her sippy cup once she finds the spout, she also knows how to spit it out.  Solution:  bikini time.  If that's not innovative parenting, I don't know what is!
 We even had an unexpected visitor, Uncle Kris!

Then we really had some time to...

3-Get thrown into the air.
Lovin' it.
What?  We're done?
We even had time to...

4-Show off our "pulling myself up" skills.
 I know you must be thinking, "Is this girl sick or what?"  I thought it too.  What you didn't see and what I didn't have time to record was the screaming fits she had before this Uncle Kris distraction came along.  She spent the entire day moaning, sneezing, coughing, and crying.  As soon as Uncle Kris came, there was nothing.  As soon as he left, all the symptoms suddenly came back.  Seriously, I'm questioning the sickness myself. 

The doctor reassured me on Monday that she wasn't seriously sick, but was seriously uncomfortable probably from another common cold from day care.  (We avoided being sick for three months now, so I guess it was our turn again.)  The sickness coupled with a real tooth coming also probably contributed to her umm...inconsolable-ness.  Can I even say that?  (I don't think so, but that seems to be the only word registering in my brain at the moment.  I'm pretty sure there's a better way to phrase that.  Go with it.)

Hopefully this little Bug will feel better soon or I hope the tooth breaks through or something.  We just need a little peaceful sleep for Bug.  :/

God Bless,
Kat

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