My poor baby’s face is a pitiful sight to behold.  She’s on day three of a ferocious late-summer cold, complete with fever (as high as 102.5°F/39.5°C this afternoon — praised be acetaminophen), stuffed-up nose, wracking coughs, and occasional vomit.  Worst of all–though the sleepless nights are coming in a close second–her usual cheerful, easy-going demeanor… Read More Bright Side