Stranded- Henry.

We had tentative plans to actually go home this weekend, but our plans were derailed when Gugger got the cold I also had.

Poor baby girl- it really hit her hard.

You can see it in her eyes how poorly she feels. She has the killer cough that I had, plus plenty of gross diapers(if you know what I mean) and she couldn't really keep any food down. So instead of trying to drive home with that, we opted to stay at our plush vacation home.

Staying extra days with the Coopers is enough reason for anyone to smile- even a little sick girl. We've kept her loaded up on Baby Tylenol to keep her fever down and gave her lots of cuddles to feel better. It must have worked because tonight she spent a good hour crawling around on the floor without touching anyone or anything- except my toys!

I've been feeling much better. I even told mama that my throat doesn't hurt anymore, although I still insist on getting some medicine (a teaspoon of honey) as often as I can. I even threaten to barf again and last night I even tried to give some really big fake coughs.

Mama's glad that I'm playing by myself again. I mostly spent all day playing with our new laptop and with my cars on the table where June can't get them. When I'm not busy playing with my cars, I've been busy charming mama and papa. Mama was laying on the couch because her back hurt (another reason we stayed longer- the last thing we need is for mama to throw out her back when we get home). Anywho, I decided to jump under her blanket with her and insisted that she make a "square with her hands." They couldn't figure what I meant until I put her arms around me and clasped her hands. And they made a square!

Papa got a dose of cute when Aunt Girl told me to tell papa that the Bengals are not my favorite (everything these days is classified as either being "my favorite" or "not my favorite"). When papa asked me who his favorite was , naturally I replied "I am!"

And we sure know that Papa is our favorite. This morning he tried to teach us how to play guitar. Juner loves all music and always claps her hangs, kicks her feet or bounces up and down. June took the method of banging the beat on the guitar, while I used the unorthodox method of the six string grab.