I dream of sleep

So, Miss A. has a funky virus. Tuesday and last night it was out the upper end, and so far today, out the other end. I am drowning in icky smelling laundry. I am thankful that she is still breastfeeding and I have something to offer her besides water or tea (I never could bring myself to buy those weird Pedialyte things- they remind me of the nasty stuff they make you drink for your gestational diabetes test when you’re pregnant- eewww) I wish I had more to say, or show you. Tomorrow. I promise.