Taking a risk

Mallory is mostly absent from these pictures taken Saturday, but look closely. There's a sliver of her face on the left of the middle one. Despite having been up puking several times the night before, she came skipping into our room bright and early the next morning, requesting a glass of juice and her breakfast. She seemed to be fully restored. We waffled for a while; to go or not to go? In the end we decided to go, all of us.Halfway to Brights Grove we heard it from the back seat: "My tummy hurts!" I spent the next half hour regretting the decision. We walked through Aunt Brenda and Uncle Bob's door and she wanted to sit and cuddle on my lap on the first armchair she saw. But once she warmed up to the crowd and the idea of a Christmas party, it was game on. I think her tummy hurting only meant that she was hungry. She ate strawberries and waffles for brunch and nibbled from the buffet later in the day. During the board game round-robin she remained undefeated at Pictureka. All in all, a very good day.