Everything checked out OK at her doctor's appointment so for now, it looks like a 2-3 day virus with high fever that's been making the rounds around town. Tonight we we were all in her bedroom winding down for the evening and checking out which books to read. Out of the blue, Emmy says, "TuTu mommy." (Emily speak for "Thank you.") I asked her several times, "for what, Emily?" And she kept saying, "tutu mommy" and finally added, "for our pretty house." Well, I pretty much melted right then and there. My doll baby was THANKING me for our pretty house. And Dad was sitting right there, too, but she directed it to me--like she knows that Mom does most of the cleaning and decorating and picking up, etc. That little compliment makes all of the dragging up of boxes from the basement, putting up the tree and decorations, researching which lights to get for the windows and outside, shopping for all the presents, and cooking all the special little Christmas treats totally worth it. I want her to grow up in a pretty, happy home and always remember that Christmas was a special time of year in our home.
Little girl got spoiled a bit tonight and I rocked her to sleep while singing all of my favorite Christmas carols.