Hazel woke up a few minutes ago, much later than normal. She was showing signs of being a little under the weather yesterday.

When she woke, we had a short conversation:

H: where is mommy?
G: oh, she had to leave for work already. Good morning. How are you? H: maybe I’m a little sick…May I have some milk please?

I go get milk, giving it to her in bed (don’t normally) because she still looks sleepy. She takes a small drink.

H: daddy, lie down with me….

I do, she snuggles up close. And she’s asleep again.