Pedialyte & Santa Claus.

Everyday I think..."I wish I had a cuddly baby"...And today as she was laying on my chest sucking her binky and giving a quiet "hmph" every few minutes, all I want is a perky, hyper, trouble making, getting into everything little child.
The flu has hit the Broderick house, in the form of my little 10 month old. Who, after throwing up twice, giggles and says "whatha." I can't fathom what someone with a very sick child does, I was in tears over my sick baby who threw up for maybe half the day. I guess it is the combination of feeling so bad for her because she doesn't feel good, and feeling so helpless I don't know what to do for her!

Lean your ear this way... For an earful? She is happy to go with anyone, anytime, and I was sure she would be fine with the old fat man. No. But she wasn't the only one...King of blurry, but this is little Miss Paige Leigh running off of Santa's lap. She was so upset she wouldn't even take her present!
***8 days till Christmas***Doesn't this Santa have good eyes? Remind me of someone, not quite sure who...