dear little leah,
ew, gross.
sorry i made you wait while i fumbled for my phone, turned it on and snapped six pictures of you {you're very wiggly, you know}. but it was worth it.
the cold is on its way out! no more fever, less of a cough and just boogers left. i think you are now composed of 50% cute, 50% orange juice. a perfect mix.
i love you!
love,
mommy
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