Would be Typical, but...

So the oxygen company had to come out to do a spot-check on Lily today. I thought that was all it was. I go home though, and there's this itty-bitty pulse ox that she has to wear tonight, all night. Have you ever tried to keep something on a child's hand during the night? HAH. Its too big and weirdly shaped on her finger for me to be able to tape it to her.

I came home from work, and she greeted me at the door. Unfortunately, I couldn't pick her up and give her loves because I was on my monthly phone call with the Accredo pharmacy to reorder her Tracleer. Even if you are having the best possible day, just having to order that medication can put you down in the dumps. The reps are really nice, but it just brings to mind her health problems all over again.

Then I learn that we have to do this pulse ox monitoring all night. Blah.

Anyways, we did go to Marino's Fish and Chips restaurant. Their french fries are freaking awesome! Lily absolutely loved them. It was so odd. She didn't want to sit on my lap like she normally does. She wanted her 'chur, please.' So, we put her in a high chair, and gave her a little bowl of noodles, along with some pieces of shrimp, french fries, etc. It was so weird to watch her successfully feeding herself. Just one of those moments when you look at your child and realize how quickly they are growing up

After dinner, when we came home, she wanted to go on a walk. With me. Not with daddy. With me. She made that VERY clear. Part way through the walk, she saw some gnats  flying around her, and absolutely freaked out. I had to pick her up, and every time I tried to put her down, she tried her best to climb right back up me. Needless to say, that walk didn't last very long. Which, actually, was a good thing, considering I didn't want to walk in the first place.

Also, and yeah - I'm biased, I had one of those moments where I looked at Lily and thought again how pretty she was. Now, I'm the first one to admit she was an ugly baby...and she still has her days where she looks like a little jewel-belly troll, but I'm fine with that. I really hope she turns out as pretty as I'm thinking she will.

Then again, its not like she has a huge chance of living to be old enough to worry about her looks anyways, so what does it matter?

Sorry, that was the grump in me.

She also tried to read the Sleep Book to us tonight. SO cute!