Elizabeth was quite ill on Tuesday. I gotta say: having a child who is old enough to puke into her bucket totally unassisted is still one of my favourite milestones. By early Wednesday she had stopped throwing up every hour or so but was completely exhausted - slept most of the day and didn't want to do anything until I told her Auntie Mary was coming to visit. She perked up, marched outside and plunked herself down on the front steps where she declared her intention to stay until Mary arrived. Luckily we only had about an hour until then!