Crankster

Boy, howdy. It's been a rough couple of days with this little rascal. She's been really fussy. I think it's because she's still sick. It also could partly be because I think she accidentally had some cow's milk yesterday. (I was changing Marian's diaper over at the Cooks', and when I turned around to check on Nora, she was drinking out of Marian's sippy cup! I didn't realize she actually knew what to do with a sippy cup yet!) She's had some diarrhea, and she's otherwise just been screaming at me a lot. That's been pretty difficult since the only thing I can do to cheer her up is nurse her, and she needs cheering up all . . . day . . . long. She's been grabbing her ear a lot lately, too, which has me a little bit worried.

This afternoon, however, she's done significantly better. So, maybe we're over the hump. I actually caught her smiling a few times, so I'll post a couple of photos of that. Plus, she actually ate her lunch today (she didn't eat a bite yesterday).

She's still crawling all over this house! I need to attach a dust mop to her somehow. I think that'd be rather helpful. I've been needing to vacuum and mop more than I ever did before. This is probably a good thing, but it's hard to find time for stuff like that some days.

Check out those choppers. Also, note the stain around her mouth from the carrots she ate for lunch. Hah.

I think I may take this opportunity to get out of the house with this little rascal. I need to get to the grocery, and I need to pick up a gift for a baby shower. Hopefully, it goes well.