Friday, April 21, 2017
Selah June brought home some kind of stomach bug from school this week. Last night, she practically slept through Grammy and Grandpa being over for dinner, and then she managed to wake up long enough to puke her guts out all over the couch. (That is not fun to clean up.)
I stayed home from school in the afternoon so that Jeremy could go in to work. He came home with a big basket of Frozen puzzles and stickers and bubbles. (One of the perks of working at Walgreens is first dibs on day-after holiday packages and treats.)
She loves her daddy, and I can’t say that I blame her.