Alas, my dreams of two bridal expos in one weekend was not meant to be. Little Miss's been puny with allergies for a couple of days. When she coughs, usually, she barfs. I suppose everyone has a flaw. Since Loverboy had to the Heart of Texas to help his mama with computer issues, the bridal show was a no go. And now I'm not sure she doesn't have a stomach bug on top of the allergies. More barfing than usual. And she felt miserable. We spent the day on the couch with Spongebob and iCarly. She'd rally every once in while and whine that she wanted to go out and bounce on her trampoline. Snotty nose, vomiting, headache--but still wanting some bounce time. I can hear Molly gasp as I type this. No, mu-ther, I didn't let her. She's sleeping peacefully now. Hopefully we'll get a solid night's sleep and be rarin' to go.
SaraBeth brave the show without me. And there was a photobooth service booth there. They must already be everywhere. Goodbye dream.
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