Yesterday I had the privilege of staying home with Karly because she got sick on Tuesday at her Daycare. I use the word privilege because it is not very often that the routine is altered and will provide me with down time to have a sweet little girl sleeping the day away in my arms. Karly is now three, four in February, so she is not much of a cuddlebug anymore unless she is sick. I guess you take what you can get as they get older, even if you have to risk contracting whatever ailment lands them in your arms, those are cherished moments for me.
A story on Karly: She is learning to be quite dramatic! Even though she was sleepy yesterday, her stomach problems and fever from the previous day seemed to have passed. She was still, however, carrying around the "puke bucket" just in case...(I know, this is a pleasant story...but, you are still reading it..I am not forcing you.) At one point, she came to find me and, holding out the little bucket, she said in her best "have pity on me voice", "I frowed up" and held the bucket toward me...I am sure my face then shifted to that of concern because I had thought she was doing better. As I reached out to take the bucket from her, she started laughing uncontrollably and said, "I just kidding, mommy". I live with such drama! What a STINKER! Brad is definitely a bad influence :-)
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