Veronica is now on antibiotics. Her trip to the doctor's office today resulted in the vague diagnosis of "probably a sinus infection, maybe allergies." It's so hard to diagnose such a little kid.

At any rate, she seems to be doing better now during her week off from school. She and my mom have been watching DVD's and playing. Mom's got her watching "Bambi" now and eating quite a bit, neither of which Jason and I have had much luck in doing. The worst thing, though, is Mom's ignorance in how to fast-forward past the previews on Veronica's DVDs. Veronica is now completely jonesing to see "Chicken Little", which is unfortunate since it's been out of theaters forever and won't be out on DVD until March. The upside of this, of course, is Veronica now singing to herself, "Chicken, chicken, little star" which had me on the floor laughing too hard to breathe the first time I heard it tonight.

Veronica's singing, btw, goes a little something like this:

"Old Macdonald" as sung by Veronica:

"Ole Dunnell....Had farm.
Eeee oh.
On farm, had de peeg.
Eeee oh.
Oink oink oink here.
Oink oink oink here.
Oink oink oink oink.
Ole Dunnell...Had farm.
Eeee oh.
On farm....had cow.
Eeeee oh.
Moo moo moo here
Moo moo here
Moo moo moo
Ole Dunnell....had farm.
Eeee oh."

And so on, and so forth, substituting cats and dogs too. The fun part is that she sings it deadpan, obviously deep in thought as to how the song goes. It's so cute.

That's all for now. She's in bed right now, and I don't hear any coughing. Pray, keep your fingers crossed, or do whatever it is that you do to ensure it stays that way tonight.