Yesterday R got tubes

This is how the day started...  she was in good spirits until coming out of the anesthetics, 

then spirits were like the picture above. She was SO MAD;  it is normal.  

She was throwing her little body every which way and then throwing things at us.  

Goodness.  

But really, who blames her? 

I hate the feeling of trying to come out of anesthetics - it is one of the most confusing and non controllable feelings.  Yuck.  Poor girl.  

But after an hour she was better.  Tired but non-throwing.  

Later in the afternoon the sweet spirited little gal returned... 

and we went and watched H and Spence frolic in the water.