Sunday night, we got the shoes that Mom had bought for Tatiana's Baptism.  They are absolutely adorable!  Her second pair of the ruffled diaper covers came in too.  Everyone smiles when they see her butt in them.  I was holding her and trying to get her to go to sleep.  She was fighting it, and was doing raspberries on my shoulder.  Scotland wanted one.  He offered her his cheek and she started to, but she couldn't get the angle right. 

Monday:  Still sick.  We ran errands and she was an angel.  I looked at her red eyes, and snotty nose and realized she wouldn't be photogenic by Wednesday, so we postponed the photo shoot a week.  I want these photos to be extra special. 

Tuesday: Still sick.  I am such a Mom.  She has a gob of snot coming out her nose, and I think "Oh, Good!  Get that stuff out of your body.  Let Mommy clean that off for you."  Sometimes I look at her and she gives me that crooked smile, and I see the little girl she will become.  Other times, she is 110% baby.  Even her cry is adorable, at least when I know what to do.  Now that she is sick, she is more like a tiny baby.  Poop/pee, eat, play a little, sleep, repeat.  I hung a couple of things in the nursery, including my old music box that had made my cry with happiness when I saw it when I was pregnant.  I hung it up over the lightswitch. While holding Tatiana, I pulled the cord.  Tatiana looked at me and smiled, then looked at the music box.  She sat in my arms calmly watching it the entire time it played.