Poor old Ruby! Her illness turned into raging tonsilitis and she was pretty sick with it. On Sunday night she was awake until 4.30am. I ended up taking her downstairs to the lounge room and folding out the futon, which we snuggled up on and watched Peppa Pig and The Happy Elf. The next day was her birthday, so you can imagine she wasn't feeling very festive. (Neither was I). However, thanks to the wonders of antibiotics, Ruby is now almost better. I can hear her and Brett laughing uproariously about something in the other room.
The birthday girl and her new Big Kid bike.
My 4 year old baby! (the Nurofen has worn off...)
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