The baby seemed ok for most of the morning. We played fetch for about twenty minoos after I got out of the showee. Then the super arrived and seemingly fixed the cold water issue. I say "seemingly" because I'd rather wait to run a load or two before deciding whether his services were accurately rendered. Anyway, the baby seemed put off by the appearance of someone strange in the apt, so she stuck by me and behind me throughout the super's visit. Later, during a resumed game of fetch, the baby ran off to the potty and when she did not reappear after a few minoos I checked in on her to see if anything had gone amiss. The baby greeted me with one paw mid-stride and half of her body past the threshold. She looked abashed, which made me steel myself for what lay in the b-room for my review. It wasn't that bad. The baby made a mucoid drop on the pad and sinkled on the floor. Though I wonder if the "sinkle" is really sinkle or if it was bile because of its vivid yellowness. Anyway, the baby did not run in for a victory high-five as she does after a successful potty. Instead she slinked off to her pillow. Oh wells. Later I tried to get the baby to "sit" for a piece of liver, but she wasn't having any of it. I'm chalking it up to upset tummy.
Anyway, because I was worried that she might get hypoglycemic on me, I gave her some Nutri-Cal. She did not like this very much. Too bads. I don't want her passing out on me during the day.
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