Frowns All Around

Fiona and I were the first awake &  up.  As we crept up the stairs Fiona whispered to me that she wanted some juice along with some other orders I couldn't quite make out.  I set her up with some markers and  began the day by washing dishes and dreaming of a dishwasher.  About 15 minutes later Fiona gave me this picture....

Me:  What a great picture!  Who is it?

Fiona: It's ME Nona!

Me:  It looks like you're sad

Fiona: I crying all day long

Me: Why are you crying honey?

Fiona: I wanted some juice.

Here's one of Reeds Masterpieces...

Poor Reed, For the first time ever he admitted to being "very very sick".  He's home from school today.
 Now that he has realizes being sick means he can stay home, I may be hearing that phrase more often.