Illness

A cute if slightly unpleasant story. Lauren was ill over the weekend (and generously shared it with Daddy). At one point she walked up to me while I was standing in the bathroom, carefully lined up her dummy, spare dummy (!) and dolly on the side of the bath, and reached up to me. I picked her up, looked at how pale she was, and held her over the sink just as she threw up. Not nice, but very sweet. The poor thing spent most of Sunday sleeping on top of me (it has to be me – Mummy is too lumpy at the moment).