Love these moments

A few nights ago Lisa said she wasn't feeling well (more likely stalling from having to go to bed, although she was very sick last week) and she wanted a bowl in case she needed to throw up into it. This is where it ended up. On her cute, little head. Nothing like the sweet feeling of an almost-five-year-old-going-on-fifteen-year-old fast asleep. With a bowl on her head. Love this girl. Moments like these give me the strength I need for the next day when I will surely hear the words "I hate you" and "You're not nice" more than a few times. Is she just testing the waters or is this what we have to look forward to for the next fifteen or so years? Good thing we get to share so many fun times to balance out the not-so-fun moments. Parenthood is quite the exciting roller coaster--screams of terror and amusement all on the same ride. But totally worth the investment. I only throw up sometimes. Just kidding! Parenting only makes me a little queasy, not roller-coaster-queasy. I hope Lisa reads this someday and laughs with me.