Ellie is teething. And stuffy from her allergies.
And oddly enough, terrified when sitting in a bunch of clovers.
She isn't afraid of swinging insanely high, she dives off high surfaces if you don't stop her, but clovers? Look out.
I know I promised good stories from speech therapy yesterday, but Ellie was unusually cooperative and signed, imitated motions, and even made sounds for Miss Lisa.