So, my daughter who normally sleeps all night long, woke us up at 1:30 and stayed awake until 3:45. At 6, when Jason got her up and I looked at her eye, it was crusty, along with her nose. I said, "I think this is pink eye." Sho' nuff, it was.
Man. All I feel like I have been doing lately is taking her to the doctor. And she doesn't like going to the doctor, at all. Luckily, I have the two most wonderful parents who let me go to work the last half of the day and they kept her in the afternoon. By the time I got home, Jason had picked up Avery and I walked through the door to find her face completely red, her eyes watering, her nose running, and she was cranky and running a 101 fever. She was not having a good day. So, we put more eye drops in, fed her, gave her some Tylenol and a bath to wash all of those crusties from the day off. I also noticed she was scratching, so we gave her some Benadryl. By about 7:15, she was in a much better mood. Hopefully, the medicine will help her get some relief and get a good night's sleep! I couldn't bare to take a picture of her when she was so upset, so I just went in there to snap a shot.
What is it with babies and sleeping in this position? And why can't they ever get through the night with BOTH socks on their feet?
I just found this picture from Sunday and completely forgot to post about it. It made us laugh. so. hard. This is just SUCH a Sophia story and one of the reasons I love that girl more than life itself!! I told you we got the fire pit. So, on Saturday, we went outside to enjoy the fire and I told her she needed to go get a sweatshirt on. I told her it was on her bed. Keep in mind, she is a 6/7 size right now. She came outside and I look over at her about 5 minutes later, realizing that her sweatshirt was too short. Then, I saw her sleeves were really short. And then I said, "Sophia, do you have Avery's sweatshirt on?" (They both have similiar shirts like this). This is a 24 month sweatshirt. How she got it on, I will never know. But she wasn't complaining, just enjoying herself!
On a different morning, I had asked Sophia to change her panties before we left the house. Later on in the day, I took her to the bathroom, and noticed she had two panties on. "Sophia, why are you wearing two panties?" "Oh," she giggled, "I guess I forgot to take the first pair off."
That girl is such a trip!