This morning started off not-so-hot. Apparently the 4-hour virus took hold of my Diva. This resulted in vomit all over mommy. Yeah, it was pretty sweet.
She took a good nap;
which proved to be the cure.
"Hey sweetie can you smile for mommy?"
"Uh yeah, um that's a fake smile."
"No I said SMILE."
"For the love of Pete, just smile!!"
"Thank you!!" *I've often called her bipolar but I may rethink my unofficial diagnoses.*