My happy little giggle machine is a feverish, lethargic, whiney mess. And I blame the shots. Never mind that Layla is also sick, I'm totally placing all the blame on the poisons that I willingly gave my kid.
I'm going to bed to go snuggle up with her and apologize. And offer bribes. I'll even put Layla on the trading block if she wants her gone.
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