Having a sick child is one of the hardest parts of being a parent. Seeing her struggle with discomfort has brought a dark cloud over our little home. Lola woke up early this morning baking in her jammies. She was stripped down to her diaper, 'nol-ed (verb, meaning to be Tylenoled), and placed in our bed for extra snuggles. Her fever subsided for a good portion of the day, but sadly returned after her nap. She was 'nol-ed once more, spending the majority of the evening with sad, droopy eyes and a lifeless expression on her face.
We are hoping, fingers crossed, that our little chicken fully recovers after a good night's rest and is ready to stir up some trouble tomorrow.