Feeling Sick

Peyton has been unfortunate enough to have diarrhea for the last few days, poor baby. She hasn't complained much about it and stayed her happy little self. Last night she came and told me "my poop is broken and I don't know how to get it fixed again." This interpretation was too cute not to share. Almost as good as when Cianna was about 2, she would tell us that she had quesedilla (because she couldn't remember the word diarrhea). Peyton's solution to fixing anything is her winnie the pooh ice pack. Mommy has a headache, "I'll get you winnie the pooh ice." Daddy's not feeling well, "I'll get you winnie the pooh ice." Peyton got a bee sting the other day "I need Winnie the Pooh ice."