3rd Day In London
Josh is sick. We're all hanging out in the flat this afternoon. Everyone is napping... Except Gwendolyn and I. I want to go out, but I think maybe Gwen is so unhappy because she needs a nap. Except she has been really resistant to being in the baby carrier today, and that's pretty much the only way that works for me to get her to fall asleep when nursing to sleep doesn't work, as it has already failed to do several times this afternoon. I have a feeling my next international vacation will be sometime after this girl goes away to college.