Happy St. Patty's Day.
Reese got all excited this morning to find a trail of shamrocks with real, live glitter sprinkles about...
and candy (of course).
So excited in fact, she blurted out that the "Apricot" had come!
I don't think I'll ever again picture Leprechauns as green.
In my mind- they'll from here on out- be a nice shade of orange.
Day three of tonsil world at my house.
And I think it's been the worst so far.
Well, maybe not. At least she's not still throwing up.
But she is in pain and getting her to eat anything today was like getting Reese to hold still
or be quiet for half an hour.
Near impossible.
Poor Greer.
She's not like the rest of us, able to go a few days without much food.
The child weighs about as much as a stuffed animal.
In fact, we joked that when they took out her tonsils, she likely lost a pound or two.
1 comments:
Yep, day 2 and 3 are usually the worst. Hopefully she'll start feeling much better soon, and be able to breathe through her nose! ;)
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