Mama and Charlotte play around.
Baylor put one of my shoes on backward yesterday
and wandered around the house like this
for the better part of the morning.
Jack's finger-painted masterpiece.
Baylor enjoyed painting until he ate the paint
and realized it tasted really yucky.
Those pictures were taken yesterday, when everyone's health seemed on the mend and a spring was coming back to my weary step. Fast-forward to today: We are once again dealing with illness at our house. Actually, for the last three weeks, we've really just been rolling from one sickness (ear infection, sinus infection) into another (croup, cold). The pestilence of the week is pink eye, that dreaded and eerily contagious infection. Jack's eyes are oozing a lovely yellow gunk (appetizing, eh?), which caused us all to troop once again to the pediatrician's office. I feel like I live there. Seriously, I have been there no less than four times in the last three weeks. The doctor confirmed our suspicions and wrote a prescription with a refill, as she assured us that Baylor was soon to follow. She also seemed pretty certain that it may turn into an ear infection for Jack and that we will probably be back in a couple days. Long, audible sigh. I am sick and tired of my kids being sick and tired (and cranky.) They didn't even go to the nursery this weekend! They haven't been exposed to anyone! Where are they getting this stuff?
This latest infection means we are temporarily trapped in the house, as I would hate to expose anyone else to pink eye. It's probably best, as snow was falling this morning, but I still feel slightly stir-crazy and maybe just plain crazy today. Poor Jack feels terrible, which translates into him standing around crying, following me from Point A to Point B all day, wailing at the top of his lungs. When I do have free arms to hold him, he just gets restless and wants down, only to start in on the wailing again. Usually his crying makes little empathetic Baylor want to cry, and when both of them are upset, of course Charlotte chooses to fuss as well. What is a frazzled mother to do?
Answer: She forages for what little chocolate she can find in a normally no-dessert household.
1 comment:
Yikes! Your family is being bombarded with the yuckies! I was going to say that Elijah's eye had a little goop oozing with his cold, but it lasted all of a day and nothing more.
Snow fell this morning? You must've been up earlier than I was to see that. It is supposed to snow Saturday and Monday as well.
If you need more chocolate,let me know. I think we still have some M&M's from halloween. You have much more restraint than I do if you don't usually have dessert!
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