Ladybug is now two-and-a-half years old.  She has had a cough for the past few days which has required some parental assistance during the middle of the night and early morning hours.  This morning, I got up with her and rocked her for a while before she decided that she was ready to go play.  Before the sun came up, we sat in the den playing with some toys on the floor.  It was in this tender moment that she let me know how much she appreciated my sacrifice.

Ladybug: “Daddy” (she says this with a grin and the sweetest little eyes)
Me: “Yes, dear?”
Ladybug: “You don’t smell very well.”
Me: “I know.”
Ladybug: “You go play in the other room.”