I woke up at 8:30am this morning...after my big night out on Saturday. I woke up in a panic because I thought I had slept in. Oh no, I was up early. Wayy to early for someone who was out until after 2am. But I had my friend, Kira, drive me back to the hotel and was greeted by a smiling Liv sitting on a bed. She was so happy to see me and I couldn't help but feel a little special.
I had an awesome birthday weekend! We deliberately stayed at a hotel with a pool because we wanted to bring Liv swimming. I could have died when we squeezed Liv's little rolly body into her yellow and white striped bathing suit. Liv's friend, Ari, came over for a swim. They were so adorable. It was cute to see them sit together and try to grab eachother's faces and such.
Liv had a little breakdown on Friday night though. I was at Dani's hanging out with her and my mom called and said there was something wrong with Liv and told me I needed to come back. I could hear Liv screaming her little head off in the background. When I arrived at the hotel, Liv wasn't screaming anymore, but her little forhead was all splotchy from crying (she gets this from me). She had herself so worked up, it was quite pitiful. Apparently she woke up from sleeping, screaming like she was having a nightmare. My mom tried to snap her out of it and ended up walking around and bouncing her. But she got to the point where she wanted me and she wasn't going to give it up. She calmed down when I held her, but I ended up staying with her in case she woke up like that again. Needless to say, I've been thinking she might have an ear infection. Whether or not that had anything to do with her little episode, I dont know, but I'm gonna call Dr. Mackie's office tomorrow morning and try to get her in.
Of course Dani took a bazillion pictures while we were there. I LOVE when she takes pictures of Liv...they always looks so much better than my pictures :). Oh, and before I go and post all these pictures, Liv has a new trick! She has been saying "na na na na" and that was it, well today she snuck in a "d" and it turned into "da da da da"! So I had to let Pat know that his daughter started saying dada, even if she has no idea what it means. I still think it made him feel pretty good.