Woke up this morning to a very happy, slightly feverish, sniffly child. I knew something was up last night because she kept talking in her sleep. She'd say things like, "Nonnie's got the turkey," and "Give ME the hammer," and (the best one, I think) "I'M going to hold Jay's hand, it's MY hand!" Now she's crawling around on the floor playing with a
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