Sorry to refute the conclusion of my previous post, but apparently a child can leap off the couch to scold his brother, bounce from the big chair to the Ottoman for an hour, eat a piece of pizza, and still not be CURED of the mysterious virus lurking around his poor, confused, irritable little self.
Unless "cured" means boiling hot lump of woeful wretchedness sweating profusely under the watchful eye of a very uneasy and restless mother. In which case, he is cured.
Due to a fever that soared above 104 this evening, Toby and I will be making a cameo at the doctor's in the morning, just for old time's sake. Hopefully we will help him get better and avoid contracting anything new from the germ crusted wooden bead table that my own son snotted all over last time we stopped in for a play-date.
Don't worry, I'm packing the anti-bacterial hand gel.
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6 days ago
I almost feel bad for laughing. Almost...cause I've been there!
ReplyDeletei just wanted to thank you. despite taking precautions, after a brief visit at your dad's on mon. leila has also contracted the puking virus. i am pleased to say that so far, every vomit has been in the toilet. even in sickness she's a genius:) hoping everyone is better at your house and mine soon.
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So glad you were able to finally get some peace about what was going on with your sweet boy!! Tyler is desperately missing his buddy!!
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