So the nurse gives Piper medicine to make her sleepy for the tonsillectomy. Minutes go by. She grogs and flops about on the bed, nearly taking a dive to the floor.
My sister giggles, “Piper, are you getting loopy?”
Piper slurs, “No, mama, I not loobie.”
How *is* little Pipey?
She is doing great. She is “not loobie” anymore!
yay!