The pinnacle of pitiful

Emily has a stomach bug. She's running a fever, she threw up last night (in our bed. On Mike's side, narrowly missing his pillow. Whoops!) It's pretty clear that she doesn't feel well. Poor kiddo.

Lucy had a minor brush with this same bug earlier in the week, when she threw up 4 times in 45 minutes. I'm sure you can imagine how much fun that was. Thankfully, that seemed to be all that the bug had up it's sleeve for Lucy, but it is kicking Emily's booty.

She's laid on the couch almost all morning watching taped (DVD'd?) episodes of Sesame Street.

I think the TV therapy and relaxing on the couch is helping since she just honked down half a slice of bread and butter and a small bowl of noodles for lunch. We'll see what the afternoon brings...