Oh the joys of being human! I have the flu, minus a fever. I was up for most of last night, getting up close and personal with the bathroom… Terry spent much of that time up with Harper, who took Mama’s flu outburst as a sign that it was alright to be awake and whine.
Ariana had a successful first night in her toddler bed and only ended up on my bed once. She did start crying in her sleep around 9:30, which was probably a little nightmare about suddenly not having Pooh Bear or Eeyore in bed with her anymore. Poor big.
I’m lacking in intelligent or witty thought, so I’ll try again tomorrow.