I'm home with Greta today while she recovers from pink eye. Doctor can't see her until 3 p.m., so we're killing time by eating the crumbs on the kitchen floor and playing with Jinx's chew toys. At the moment, she's contemplating a nap, which means she's in her crib, loudly trying to convince herself that sleep would be welcome. Her favorite in-crib exercise these days is bashing the hell out of the vertical wooden slats with her feet. One of these days she'll break the boards in half like a Kung Fu master.
I'll post a photo of pink eye later. Perhaps the camera flash so close to her cornea will frighten away the virus.
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