Olivia's down with a little stomach bug.
I'm trying my hardest not to laugh.
No, I'm not a bad person (not always), but if you've ever had the opportunity to be witness to someone's first time that their stomach betrays them,
At 4am, Steven found her in her crib all gooed up. After a quick clean-up and a change of sheets, I cuddled with her on the couch waiting for the next round of it (there's always a next round).
When it came, she looked at me like I had taken her stuffed puppy and lit it on fire. Her eyes questioned, "but why?" and she looked around the room like she was confused and disappointed in humanity.
Oh, and she's really cuddly. Which is even better.
I can lose the 5 lbs I've gained since the contest.