Well, you are sick! Vomiting, mild ear infection, diarrhea, fever, and general crabbiness. I would normally call this a milestone because you have never been sick like this before, but I'm not sure milestone is right. But I'm not going to talk about the sickness. I'm going to tell you about what happened early this morning (about 3am) in between changing your sheets and clothes for the third time.
You were all changed and I was rocking you. When all of a sudden, you threw up literally in my face and in my hair. After comforting (and changing...again) you, I went back to rocking you when you leaned forward and gave me a the sweetest little kiss and then dug your head into my neck. It instantly made me tear up a little (then and now) and I squeezed you back.
THEN. After realizing that you were NOT going back to sleep, I let Brutus come hang out with us in your room. As soon as he came in, you pet and squeezed him and then something awesome happened. You started to tell him about your day. In half Aria language and half English, you told him stuff that only you know mixed in with frog,duck,car,and truck, juice, clues, and water. And then you did the little arm dance that Elmo does and THEN started to point to your crib (the scene of all the throwing up) and telling him in your language about your unfortunate night. I swear anyone watching you would instantly come to the same conclusion. I think you are going to be like Dad and tell really good stories. This one was definitely captivating me.
Oh and your brother dropped Sophie and you gave it back to him. Usually you would ignore him/it so all in all it was a pretty awesome 24 hours. Minus the all the sickness and puke.
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