9/9/2003 04:47:10 AM|||Amy|||Tomorrow my eldest daughter turns two. I wonder if she will think, "Gee, this really bites. Here I am at two. I'm sick, and instead of tender, loving care - I'm being treated like a leper - whatever that is. Mommy won't let me anywhere near her because she thinks I'm going to get the hamster sick. As if the Hamster could breathe in any of my germs since she's permanently attached to mommy's boob. At least, I think Mommy's got my cold because I sometimes see her trying to dislodge a lung." |||106310083091162286|||Monkey's Second Year