Mess

Lyla has been a hot mess the last couple days. With her cough, snotty nose, teething, and tendency to bang her head on things, we could make a pile by sending her door to door with a sign asking for spare change.

Enough brainstorming about ways to contribute to the delinquency of my baby daughter. Minor sicknesses during flu season are the way it goes for babies. During those occasional days when Lyla doesn't have a snotty nose or cough, it's almost more disconcerting because we don't know what's going to happen next. At least with a cold, we know it's probably not the flu.

But she's a gross little lady: the snot, the infant gag reflex, the hair matted down from sitting in the steaming-shower bathroom with her dada. The drooling. The pooping. Babies are not glamorous creatures.