Little Miss Blue Eyes

Emme had her first bonafide cold this last week. The kind where you have to wrangle her down to the ground in order to suck out her nose so she can breathe. She spent a lot of time indoors at home, with a sad face like this.


It's funny that her first cold was caught the week after I weaned her from breastmilk to formula. Chris is convinced it was no coincidence.


We spent a lot of time in our jammies, playing and snuggling together. And when we got stir-crazy by the afternoon, we loaded up in the stroller and went for little walks. I cut Emme a break since she was sick, and didn't make her wear a bow on the walks. As a result, she got called a boy twice. Needless to say we will resume the bow habit shortly.