...the just kidding version.
We skipped therapy and the weekly weigh-in on Wednesday because SuperMom was feeling super sinusy and miserable. If she's out and about tomorrow, we may swing by the ped to get her weighed. Maybe not. It is 20 miles from our house, after all.
However, I did just watch Becca eat an entire hot dog. Thank you, Nathan's, for your 170 calories and 15 grams of fat. Couldn't have gone straight to the bum of a better girl.