Our weekend was a sick one.
Poor Lottie girl caught one heck of a virus,
complete with a stuffy nose and fever.
It pretty much ruled our weekend- and continues to do so still.
She basically slept on anyone she could (mostly me), and cried.
I am just happy we are alive and that we have access to modern medicine
which can relive pain and suffering--especially with children.
I think about my amazing pioneer heritage, and all the women
who lost babies to even the smallest of aliments.
I am thinking of my friend Mary who lost her 2 year old a few months ago.
Bless you Mary, my thoughts are always constantly with you.