Peace.

I have NOTHING against peace.....just giggled when I went to take a picture of Brooke and she flashed the peace sign....where do they learn all this stuff?! I am sure the bigger kids at school do it, she didn't even know what it meant until I told her.

ANYWAY, this picture is to show grandparents she IS better even yesterday than the day before....she still looks tired, and now has a broken blood vessel in her right eye, but you can't see it in this picture.

The blue bow in her hair makes her Snow White.....in case you were wondering. This week she hasn't wanted her hair any way besides one big braid, and she still manages to take a normal outfit and add some of her own personality to it, like the leggings in this picture.

I have been reminded why her pediatrician sent me a devilish grin when she was telling me she was prescribing eye drops for her infected eyes. I am once again well aware of what the term 'nailing jello to a wall' means....or my new thought is trying to rope a goldfish....just when you think you've got it she wriggles away. She even managed to learn to clinch her eyes so tightly, so I put the drops in the corner of her eye and make her blink to get it in....yesterday she tried to outsmart me by hiding a kleenex in her hand and trying to wipe the drops off her eyes before she blinked.....I am glad the Good Lord inbred in me a sense of humor.