I am simply battling the cold that Chloe gave to me as a souvenir before she left for Florida. Of course, as soon as she arrived in the Sunshine State she started to feel better. She conveniently passed along her germs to me, ridding her little body of the evildoers and implanting them in my bloodstream. And all of that, after I lovingly cared for her in her nighttime of need. That doesn’t seem particularly fair. And since I’m about 5 1/2 times older than she is…I guess it’s going to take me at least 5 1/2 times longer to beat this thing. In the meantime, I’m cranky, red under the nose and tired.
Back to the photo of Sophie. This was cake. A yummy piece of cake that was quickly transformed into one of those toddler rites of passage – entitled “Anywhere But in My Tummy.” As Sophie now likes to repeat, “Gross!”