Yesterday we decided to go meet Daddy at work and bring him lunch. Right before we were suppose to walk out the door, my stomach decided that it was not going to agree with Baby #2. I sat Michaela down, walked into the bathroom and got sick.
All of the sudden I felt 10 little fingers touching my shoulder. I looked up at little Michaela and she smiled at me. Then she looked at the toilet and started to spit. Children can be so sweet and compassionate.