Egads she is sick. Mare has the touchiest stomach – she vomits constantly when ill.
Bird can’t stand the sound of it. Not that anyone loves it, but that girl is ridiculous. Whenever Mare starts gulping, Bird covers her ears and starts singing to herself. Last night around 2:00 am, after I finally got Mare back in my bed and asleep, I told John to go into the girls’ room and tell Bird it was over – she could stop.the.damn.singing. Now.