Tough day

Last night Norah had a really tough night. She kept waking up crying. I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Of course, she woke up crabby (so did I) and went to summer camp.
When I picked her up this afternoon, she said "Mama, I'm having a tough week." She's skinned her knees (and palms) a few times this week...reopening some old scabbed over spots...had an accident this morning....got really, really cold swimming (and was still cold when I picked her up). Then we came home and while having her breathing treatment, I notice that she's extremely warm. Uh oh. Temperature of 102. Yes, my sweet girl is having a tough week.
For our book tonight, she picked out a Little Critters book about potty training. And mentions how if you wear panties at school, then you're a big kid....but if you wear diapers, other kids will call you a baby and push you down.
Those mean kids....I alternate between wanting to whup them for being so mean to my little girl and being thankful that they finally motivated her into potty training.