Lola had a 12 hour tummy bug yesterday. She only threw up a few times. She was so good at going right to her little trash can. Even in the middle of the night.
Fevers make little ones so precious. You hate to see them feeling so bad, but my how cuddly they get. I was running her bath to wash the yuck out of her hair and she fell asleep on my lap. This picture is after 15 minutes of napping on my leg. She was just waking up when Nathan snapped this. I just sat there with my feet falling to sleep, thinking about how much I love the little curled up body under the towel.
Later that evening, she fell asleep on me again. Fevers are sad, but they're kind of a gift from God. It slows you down and gives you plenty of cuddle time.
Days like this call for the 15-yr-old "Penguin Parade" sweatshirt.
1 comment:
What precious pictures. :')
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