Bubbles

Last night Julie and I woke up about 15 times to Lyla squawking and whining. We'd lie in bed waiting for it to escalate, but Lyla always went back to sleep. My theory is that she was breathing through her nose and each time a snot bubble got so big it popped, it woke her up.

So she was a tad out of sorts at school today. When I picked her up, she saw me and immediately whined, "Mama!" It's odd because she usually says, "Father, I've been ever so eager to see you." But no, today she called me a girl's name and started to cry.

She did have one lucid moment at home. In the bathroom, according to her actual mama, she stood for seven consecutive seconds. In the photos you can see a clear emotional journey.






Then she totally fell apart and got put to bed at 6:45. We're hoping the triple threat of the nostril sucker, Baby Vicks, and humidifier keep the snot bubbles at bay.