Gracie has been sick since Saturday, and I’ve been trying to keep her comfortable. She has a croup, so there’s nothing really we or her pediatrician can do for her, aside from administering ibuprofen every six hours.
On Monday, Joe came home from work and found us like this. I had been trying to comfort my sick girl, she fell asleep on my chest, and all that warm coziness made me drowsy.
We slept the whole day away, and I was totally fine with that.
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