Ellie is sick again. Not as badly as last time (and actually, the illness alluded to in that post was the antepenultimate illness. The penultimate was a nasty stomach bug that Ellie got after her birthday party. Which means that she may now have bad associations with chocolate cake. I hope I haven't given her a lifelong complex.
She is so snotty that I think the snot is coming out her eyes. And she has a fever. And is -- when she refuses to take my advice and nap -- kind of miserable. But ever-so snuggly, so we're giving her a pass.
But also pathetic. (And actually, I took this photo because I was trying to see if she was asleep, and I couldn't see her face. She wasn't, and she saw my phone, and decided that she Needed It Now, Thank You, Mommy, and the attempted naptime came to an abrupt end. Humph.)