Ugly

I'm thinking that I have a cold. Sore throat, achy muscles, and to top it all it's very very gray outside. Oh my, I'm going take any chance I get to snuggle myself back in to bed. That is, after I finish some laundry and do some grocery fetching. Olive seems unaffected by my cold, or the weather; she is delighted to be playing in our 'Very Important Papers' box right now. What a jewel. My mum told me yesterday that Ukrainians affectionately call babies 'ugly'. Olive, my little Ugly.