Maggie woke up last night puking. Then she did it again an hour later. Poor thing. I ended up sleeping with her in her room. But I knew she'd be okay when she woke me up this morning saying "Maggie up! Watch princess show?"
We're gonna have a pedialyte-drinkin', princess-show-watchin', lazy kind of day. At least the sun is streaming through the windows--good times are up ahead.