Why is my daughter my hero? At 4 years old she is obviously a braver person than me. The other night we were headed to my mom's house. Diana fell asleep. We made a stop, she woke up and the poor kid coughed and threw up everywhere. The brave thing? She didnt cry. Not once. I have to admit-to this day when i throw up-even at age 39-i cry a little when i throw up. Its the worst feeling in the world. Part of the reason i don't drink anymore is i can't handle the hangovers. The throwing up part was too high a price to pay for a night out drinking with the gang. SO turns out Diana has a bit of a cold. She's been really cool taking her medecine and getting rest. She totally rocks!
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