In bed by 10:30 p.m., up by 4:00 a.m. to be at the airport by 5. Not perfect but, okay whatever. Until the three-year-old wakes up at least five times to complain that her foot hurts. Yarg. This happens every couple of months or so, this foot thing, and for the life of me, I cannot find any cause at all. Growing pains? Food reaction? General naugtyness escaping through the foot? I don't know.
It's right now 4:41 a.m. and it's aaaaaallllmost time to leave. Wish us luck, because we are going to need it!
All the 4-leaf clovers and dismembered bunny appendages to you. I hope you both have an amazing time.
Foot: maybe the extra thoughts of her running through your mind lately? Maybe it fell asleep. C would wake up and you'd hardly be able to touch her for a few minutes and that's the only conclusion we could come to.
Posted by: jane said | April 25, 2007 at 09:18 AM