Sick Day

Dear Isabella,

Yesterday, I got a call that you were at school with a 100.4 degree fever. I scooped you up and within ten minutes we were headed to Dr. Forsee's office. She checked your ears and throat and declared that you simply had a cold. So, we headed home and cuddled together and watched Little Einsteins. You didn't have much of an appetite, but you drank some juice.

Today, we are home. You were really crabby this morning, so we decided to shop. We went to Target and bought some Little Einstein movies, chocolate milk, and Lunchable pizza kits. We've never bought chocolate milk before, but you asked for it. Hmm.. I'm not a huge fan of the Lunchable kits, but you LOVE them. Since you haven't had much of an appetite, I decided to let you eat whatever you wanted. It worked! You ate a lot at lunch today.

I'm typing these words as you finally nap. You had a hard time going down today.

I'm feeling pretty sentimental today. As hard as days like this can be (no sleep for Mommy and a lot of work rescheduling meetings and arranging subs), I don't want you to grow up. You are officially my favorite person in the universe. I could stare at you for hours. Watching you eat, walk, draw, dance, and play is my new favorite past-time.