Dear Miss Dinah,
Yesterday's lunch was a treat that you enjoyed immensely -- peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! You were definitely at happy camp.
Yesterday afternoon you stayed over at Ginni's while Mamma and Daddy went to help out with Scholars' Bowl at the high school. When we got home we had dinner and got ready for bed.
No sooner had you gotten into bed when you started to cough and little and make some other pretty sad little noises...
I ran in, and sure enough, you had thrown up! We got you all cleaned up, changed your sheets, took a bath, and got back in bed again... and it happened again! So we repeated the process a second time, put you back down in bed...and it happened again :(
From this point on, we kept you awake because you seemed to do a little better if you could be up and moving around. And you didn't act very tired or unhappy, you just had to stop and get sick every twenty or thirty minutes for a while. This is the first time you have ever thrown up in your life (not counting the baby spit up stuff)!
You finally settled into Daddy's lap on a chair, and I settled into the couch. I so much loved watching you fall asleep in your sweet Daddy's arms. It was about 12:30 am when you finally fell into a peaceful enough sleep that we thought we could confidently put you back in your bed. Daddy sent me to sleep and he grabbed a blanket and lied down by your crib until about 4 in the morning.
You were up at about 6:30 (and so was I!) feeling much better!
I love you,