It's late. Or should I say early? Chloe woke up with a fever around 12:30am and I took to nursing her; the wet cloth, holding hands, tylenol-the works. She was so happy despite being sick and was talking up a storm. I wanted to write down a few gems before I forgot.
Chloe: Mommy, don't leave me, okay?
Me: I won't leave you Chloe.
Chloe: You're such a sweetie :)
Me: I'm so sad you have a fever Chloe
Chloe: I'm sorry...I'm sorry I have a fever Mommy
Chloe after I took the cool rag off her head: Mommy, I want my fever back (referring to the cloth)
Earlier today, Chloe was ornery and throwing a fit. Later, when we were putting her jammies on she said "Mommy, I'm sorry I got mad at you"
She is such a little sweetie and I love her so much :) Now it's off to bed and hopefully, sleep.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
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Oh the bittersweet times. It is good that you are writing them down, they just melt your heart.
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