Whenever you hear a voice at 3:30 in the morning that says in a very sad way, "Mommy", you know it's not going to be a normal day. My poor little girl had a horrible headache, sore throat, and a temp of 102.7.
Yowza! Poor thing.
And even worse was after she got settled into my bed (Drew's gone), she then said the other words we parents hate to hear, "Mom, my stomach hurts...I think I'm going to throw up."
Never does a mom move faster.
So...we spent the day watching TV....those toddlers with tiaras need a good butt spanking...as well as the moms for spending that much money....
But by the end of the day she was able to keep some food and drink down. She'll be home again from school tomorrow. And I'm praying that she keeps these nasty germs to her self.