Yes, we arrived home safely. Little Man had to suffer through the worst of his cold on the road. Gabriella and I were "lucky" enough to be hit with the worst upon arrival. Gabriella is very sick, and of course is not a happy girl. I'm getting over it, but because I'm spending so much time laying in bed with Ella, I'm not recovering as fast as if I were up and about more.
So for now I will just leave you with two of Ella's "quip du jours" from yesterday:
"I'm never going to get better!"
"This is my worst day ever"
Pathetic, isn't she?
