Sick baby

Well, kids get sick. That's what they do. I really never realized how much it pulls at your heart strings to see your child sick. The poor little thing has the sniffles pretty bad. It hasn't dented her cheery attitude one bit. She'll giggle, snease, then giggle some more. I'm don't nearly have the same high spirits as Gwen. While I don't mind the little presents that she typically leaves for us, this is one bug that I wouldn't mind if she kept to herself. Laura has been somehow, mysteriously immune. Damn her superhuman immune system (just kidding). Oh well, we'll get better.
Little Gwen has a doctor's appointment today. The doc will probably give her a check over to make sure she's doing well, but she's really going in to get her immunizations. After all the hoopla about autism and immunizations, we've been a bit hesitant to give her the whole battery shots. However, we feel that the benefits outweigh the risks. Hopefully, now that they have taken the mercury out of the immunizations, the risk is close to nill.