That was in the morning.
By lunch she was quite sick and by evening she was really sick.
It was nothing serious and we knew what the problem was and we did everything we could do and we just had to wait it out.
But it's just no fun watching your kid in pain and not being able to do anything about it.
And she was so whingey and moany (with good reason but still) that she was difficult to be around.
Which of course meant that she wanted to be held for the entire afternoon. On my lap. For the entire afternoon.
She was sick. And in pain. And she was miserable with it.
And there was nothing I could do and it was just an all round rough day for both of us.
But it was rather nice to have such a big cuddle with my usually wild and incredibly energetic/ un-cuddleable little girl.