Did they intend the little baggy my newspaper comes in to be a bird poop shield? Or is it really just a rain coat, as I used to think?
If Sam breaks a mirror (that I let him play with b/c I didn't realize it was breakable), is the bad luck all his? Or do I get it too? Is it even possible to tell the difference?
Are my two year old's temper tantrums and total melt-downs REALLY a sign that he loves me?
Did I really think I would be able to maintain the motivation to knit two kids' blankets by Christmas?
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Poor little bug
After a week of increasingly fractured sleep, Heather took Sam to the doctor on Saturday to learn that he has a double ear infection. "9.5 out of 10" in both ears - actually the note in his file says "ugly." I know this because (5 days later) I took him back to the doctor. Turns out he's got an antibiotic-resistant (well, amoxicillin-resistant) ear infection. This explains the 2.5 hour wake up/screeching period in the middle of last night. Poor little bug. Back to the pharmacy we go....
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