I am recovering from Monday’s surgery and napping lots because of the darvacet.
Yep. That ought to do it.
No, wait. Toots looked at me from her perch in Honey’s arms this morning, and with a very concerned and sweet look said, “Mommy is bwoken.” Then she added, “You ok, Mommy? You ok?
I do believe in heaven on earth. What a sweet kid.