Hopes

This past week/weekend, the girls and I got hit with the flu. It was not pretty. Luckily, Dana was home to run interference with the munchkins, so I got a chance to take some extra naps.

At some point, Abby decided to play dress up, so she came upstairs to put on her princess dress. She's pretty self-sufficient when it comes to getting dressed these days, but she can't get the backs of her dresses fastened, so she asked me to help me. I was still in bed, so I told her to come over closer to me to I could fasten her dress. As she turned her back to me, she said:

"I sure hope you don't frow (throw) up on me!"