Tuesday, February 17, 2004

Poor baby

My wife and I went for a nice dinner on Valentines Day, while friends watched the kids. Just as we were getting ready to go to bed, our baby daughter started vomiting and having diarrhea. My wife heroically took care of her through the night, and in the morning was chipper in declaring that the two hours she got here plus the two hours she got there were enough. Plus, she napped for an hour at mid day. But I tell you, I don't know how she does it, because I was a complete wreck all the next day. I could barely function. However, that night (and also last night), the baby slept normally. So I am back in the land of the living. At least temporarily.

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