DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU DON'T LIKE READING ABOUT POOP.
So, Miss Eloise is still recovering from some sort of tummy bug. I wasn't convinced by the vomiting, but I am by the incessant diarrhea. Yowzers. It's bad, folks. I think we already have had 10 diaper changes today and it's not even 7:00 here. I would be much more worried if she wasn't acting totally normal otherwise. Well, she's not eating much, but she's drinking water and nursing like a fiend, so I think we're good. But, wow, the watery poo. The smell. The running down the leg and pooling on the floor in an instant . . . It's pretty scary!
Today we took the girls to the dentist and then I took Iris to our good friend's house. Couldn't bring Eloise, for reasons previously stated, so she stayed home with Matt. Iris and I had a good time. It was nice for me to feel more relaxed without two kids to watch over. It was mostly a fantastic time except for a brief period that Iris got cranky in the pizza place and threw a small cup across the room. Ah, yes. That's my girl! We worked through it and all was well.