Getting Better

I'm finally recovering from this cold after close to 2 weeks. Dorothy got it from me, but it has seemed to be more mild for her, which I'm thankful for. I hate it when she doesn't feel good and there's nothing I can do for her. A few days ago, in spite of the fact that I did everything they told me to do when suctioning her nose, I not only failed in getting snot out, but gave her a bloody nose in the process. Needless to say there was much mommy-guilt. There was screaming. There was crying. There was flopping and flailing.

Oh, and Dorothy was pretty upset as well.

So David and I went to WalMart to pick out a humidifier for her bedroom. We stood in front of the display comparing notes on each one, wondering which one would do the job best. We settled on a warm steam vaporizer that also had a little tray for holding liquid vicks. It seemed to work well and didn't make the room too damp when it was on the lower of the two settings.

I was going to upload a video or two of Dorothy, but Photobucket was giving me issues, so they will have to wait. I guess pictures will have to suffice for now.

Daddy and Daughter watching the big game yesterday:

More pictures of Dorothy enjoying her legs (I find it funny that she doesn't notice them until the pants are off and then all of a sudden they are the most fascinating thing ever.
Must touch.
Must kick.