Sicky

I woke up this morning in a wonderful mood to the sound of the movement of High Voltage Violet sleeping next to me. Aaron had gone off to work around 7:30 leaving us to wake up on our own time. It was nice just settling into the day listening to the rustling of the wind. It was the silence. Then...

"WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

High Voltage Violet snapped me out of my morning daze and into the day with crying. She was sick. Icky, sneezing, runny nose, coughing, fussiness- sick. She crawled over to me crying, 'Momma' and then laid her head on my shoulder and fell back asleep. This day has been an interesting one full of dirty diapers, snotty tissues, drool filled toys, and food fights. I've had to juggle about a million things on my mind while I try to juggle chicken in one hand and a baby in the other. But in the end: Nothings better than taking care of her. Even if she makes it a little difficult sometimes.

Pursuit of Happiness #6: Sometimes happiness is taking care of someone else.