Miss Lydia is terribly congested and miserable. I think she's had a cold most of the winter. My goal today was to keep her happy.
Nothing worked: rocking, walking around the house, singing, eating Cheerios, watching Jonah, listening to the vacuum, etc.
What worked? Watching Baby Einstein snuggled under her blanket. She was actually content for 20 minutes.
Perhaps I should fan our adorble Queen of Sheba while Jonah feeds her some grapes.
2 comments:
I wish I could be there to help you Traci. By the time I'm available ( 2 years), I'll need for you to feed me Cheerios to keep me happy.
Hi Honey,
Didn't your mother tell you there would be days like the one you spent.
I could come and live with you and then you would really have bad days. Ha.
Hope things are better now.
Love.
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