Poor little Kate has the green apple splatters. She's ashen gray with giant circles under her eyes - but you'd never know her intestines are rebelling. She's been running around the house singing and scolding the dog for trying to take various items that are KATE'S items. (I suspect Lola spends a lot of time being confused these days). I did manage to force her to nap, but it took tucking her into mommy and daddy's bed (I hope there are no diaper leaking incidents...) She's currently snoozing peacefully with her head on the fuzzy lavender herbal sleep pillow I made her. She looks so tiny in that bed.
She is not running a fever, so I haven't commenced panicking. Of course I've got panic on deck behind grave concern but for now, I think Kate will survive. Besides, just the other day her father and I got her a brand new pair of pajamas! I had exactly enough time to wash and dry them before she required them for an entire day.
I'm pleased to share that they are flame retardant. Shew! What a relief to know that pretty much any set of pajamas I wish to buy my children will not attract fire. And since the specter of terrifying fire threatening my family is only nocturnal, I needn't worry that a tag bragging of the material's ability to keep fire off skin has never appeared on a single item my children wear in daylight hours.