So sick...

of being sick! Some wicked cold is going 'round and it's just taking its toll on me and Miss Pants. My husband graduated with his hard-earned Master's degree, and I didn't get to enjoy a second of the ceremony. Amelia had meltdown after meltdown, was a snotty mess, and I feel weak and dizzy. Also, it was freezing outside, so I had the chills. Lovely. But... I did see him walk and everything.

I'm so proud of my graduate:


Our little bugaloo had a tough, tough time:


She couldn't understand why she couldn't just go to her Daddy and begged for the strawberries they were setting out for the reception. I asked for a few for her and they totally said no. Jerks! It would have totally calmed her down, and in the end, there were bowls upon bowls left. Oh well... In the end, she got her "gaw-berries" anyway:


Hopefully, we'll both be better by Monday so Amelia can go to school and we'll both be okay for our San Francisco/N. Cali trip.


I let Amelia pick out flowers for her daddy.