The MMC ER really wasn't that creepy at 1:30 a.m. with an approaching fullmoon

Yes, we were there early Monday morning with our little miss...we were concerned about her breathing, which seemed rapid and somewhat labored. She had been fighting a cold for a few days and had a few bouts of upchucking, but generally seemed quite pleased with self and the world. At the ER she had a fever of 101.7 which explained alot...some Tylenol and whamo, she was back in business.

She also has a "little chiclet", as HE calls it, of a new tooth popping through her upper choppers.