Friday, March 27, 2009

The Pox et al

Two days home with Daddy. Rash on ankles and spreading up - chicken pox back at daycare. You had your shots so maybe this is gonna be it. Fever. Lymphadenopathy. Drooling.... The makings of bad rashes until Mommy noticed more teeth - aren't you a little young for canines? And not the best of timing since we were supposed to be meeting Memma and Pop in Round Top for some shopping this weekend. They are coming next week - so try to heal! At least we get to stay home and play with you happy most of the time.... not a super cranky fussy sick kid... just contagious.

Dancing to American Idol - knee bending... Don't know where that came from... But it's music - and you shall dance.
Playing outside and practicing sweeping up dirt. Walking off down the sidewalk entranced by the hose next door. Perfectly content to walk off and leave your parents. Falling down multiple times but it's okay. This time you're gonna walk off and wave at Mommy so she follows... she seems to have understood.
Laughing hysterically when Daddy found the stickers you took off your tricycle and stuck on Daddy's leg.
Discovering how fun bags of chips are... and now you want to put your hand in every bag of food. Makes two times now you have grabbed a bag of chips (clipped shut) from the pantry and brought in into the living room. Makes it very difficult to eat without you wanting it.
Learning that it's fun to drink out of Mommy's cup - so you fuss everytime there is a cup around and don't get to drink out of it.
Cute new little scrunched eye brows when you aren't happy. Daddy wouldn't let you play with the Hershey kiss on the table last night, but you kept coming back to stare and it... working on your self control... and glared at Daddy multiple times when he wouldn't let you have it.
Seems you like to drink milk out of cups at daycare - the ladies and youwere keeping it a secret from Mommy and Daddy...
Eating dog food every time you get a chance to sneak some in the garage.
Dipping things in the dog's water bowl when you can.
Rushing to the fridge when it is open so to step inside... or scrounge for nasty old ice at the bottom of the freezer to eat, put on the floor, melt, and slip in.
Going to bed easier at night - like to be tucked in with your blanket.

You are so messy! If only you could learn to clean up all the toys which are all over the house! You make like so much more entertaining, kid!

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