Here she is taking care of T-Daddy. Notice the oatmeal bar, juice, the lovie, a blanket and other paraphernalia.
What you can't see...or hear... is her yelling at T-Daddy to "Close your eyes or you're going to get in trouble!"* Also, before the above picture was taken she'd poked T-Daddy in the eye, and to fix it she covered his face with a towel, a blanket and the mail. Out of sight, out of mind I guess.
Either nursing is not in her future or she's really got to work on her bedside manner.
*Where she came up with this, neither one of us knows.
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