Oh dear...

As my son would say

"mommy, I'm not happy"



poor baby girl was not feeling up to par today. Not up to par at all. Rather sub-par to be honest. Extremely sub-par. Rock bottom sub-par. So far sub-par that par has nothing to do with it. I think.
She was definitely not happy.


A good puke and some good toots later, she was much happier. Isn't is amazing what a good fart can fix?