Sammie was up from 2-3:30am last night, or should I say this morning. Daddy had taken over for me, but while pacing he heard a strange noise. Long story short: Ants took over the kitchen! Like a gazillion of them! So there he was at 3:00am spraying ant killer inside and outside of the house. Then bright and early this morning he was up vacuuming up dead ants and mopping floors. Talk about creepy crawly nightmares! ehhhhhhhhh
During the fiasco, I had given Sammie some Tylenol to help with her cold. She did not want to be put down, the medicine finally kicked in and she slept like... well, a baby. I was worried about how she would act today and I warned Grandma that she might be snotty and fussy, but of course, she fooled me. She woke up in a great mood and with a clean nose and was a happy girl all day! Praying for a good night and that this cold's butt has been kicked!
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| Nate gets a kick out of rocking Sammie, and she gets to be pampered. "Where are my grapes, please?" |
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