She woke up with a croupy cough tonight. Coughing, peeing on me, throwing-up all over... I'm okay with that. Just breath sweet girl.
We're both clean and she's sleeping. If I could just bottle up our time together, sitting outside in the cold waiting for the night air to work it's healing magic. I love those little moments. Makes me feel such a small comparison of what Heavenly Father feels towards me. Everybody. I know He's just whispering the same things to each of us, "Good job. Nice and slow. You're doin' it."