Tomorrow will be John Dickson's 3rd doctor's appointment in a week. He came down with a fun stomach virus (which he graciously shared with his mom), and just when he started feeling better, that's when he started getting diarrhea (which, thankfully, he kept to himself). He finished up with a nice cold (which he graciously shared with his mom), and is now trying to wrap that up while dealing with 2 legs COVERED in bug bites (we thought it was a rash) and some wicked diaper rash.
So far he has laughed at only four things this week:
1. Bouncing on the bed with his daddy
2. Ellie and her squeaky ball
3. Putting his hands in my mouth and me "biting" them (I know... how can I expect NOT to contract whatever he's got??)
4. Having a wet washcloth tossed on him in the bath
IHGB #342: The Tortured Poets Department
1 week ago
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