Good morning

Good morning

Good morning

I was awake at 4am again – got sick again. The one good thing about getting sick is that mommy & daddy give me (almost) anything I want. I spied mommy’s doggie bank this morning, so she’s letting me play with it in my crib.

Sickies again

Sickies again

Sickies again

I woke up again and my tummy hurt. Dad was quick and caught my puke in a cloth. It was only a little. Now I’m laying on dad watching Despicable Me while mommy calls the doctor.