Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Photo One Hundred Ninety Seven

We spent the evening at the hospital with Eleanore tonight. "I hick, Daddy", she says. We're home now, but she's still not feeling very well.


  1. "they say that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day. And then..." - broke.
    What a sweetie... I hope she feels better.
    Looks like she's getting soon good healing-type lovin' from mom and dad

  2. Awww, poor sweetheart. My babe is sick tonight, too. Here's to hoping our babies feel better tomorrow.

  3. ah geez. I don't know the story as I'm viewing this way late...but this one brought a lump to my throat...