There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very good,
And when she was bad, she was horrid.
This sweet nursery rhyme pretty much sums up our last two weeks (minus the awesome time that we had whenever my mom came to visit). Between allergies, sinus infections, 104 degree fevers, flu shot fevers, teething, and the crankiness associated with each of these- we had certainly had a time ;)
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