Non-stop Runny Nose, Fever and Chills - Sick Baby Girl Blues
Yesterday I promised to share my Catalina Island hiking journal with you, including snazzy ocean vista pics. Doesn't look like it's going to happen as long as my 2-year-old girl Pigtail Sprite's fever continues to rise, her nose continues to drip (clear, at least) and her arms continue to reach upward toward me begging to be hugged and held.
Her fever reducer must be kicking in because she's up off the mattress I've dragged her from room to room on all morning while attempting to tackle house chores between soothing her and playing hide-and-seek with her big brother Moody Cheeks McGee, 3.
This morning I had the pleasure of dropping my eldest son off at kindergarten. His daddy usually brings him but sweetly offered to switch with me today. He took care of Cheeks and sick Pigtail Sprite while I zipped off to the Maestro of Mouth's school. I'm not sure my son felt the short trip was such a pleasure, though. I nagged him to put on his seat belt as we whipped out of the driveway, on the brink of being late as usual. He moves like a snail in the morning, just like his father and me.
For now my two youngest are busying their mini selves pilfering their biggest brother's "special drawer," where he stashes all of his most special toys and treasures, like the freaky buffalo teeth I brought back from my recent hiking trip. I guess I should "bad cop" clamp down on my little "special drawer" robbers out of respect for Mouth's privacy.
I'm bummed about not having the time to document my Catalina camping adventures. I want to get it all down so I don't forget.
Hiking last weekend inspired me to take on more day trips with the family (thanks Mare and Dan for that). If Pigtail Sprite is on the mend this weekend I hope to take a small trek with the hubster and kids through Griffith Park, and perhaps to the historic Hollywood park's (think Rebel Without a Cause with James Dean) newly revamped observatory.
Ps. Just booked a 10:30 a.m. appointment with the good doc for Pigtail Sprite tomorrow. She's lethargic and still too hot for my liking.








1 Comments:
While I'd enjoy living vicariously through your recounted details (ahhh hiking...how I miss you...your freah and crisp air! Your many wonders!), the other half of me (the really jealous and petty half) isn't so sorry. ;)
Sorry about the sick one, and your plans to journal your fun times being derailed.
Can TOTALLY identify with that bit.
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