Well, I have a really good excuse for not blogging in a while, and his name is Calvin.
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Calvin is wearing his Uncle Nootie's first Halloween costume, which I made about 30 years ago. |
Nine or ten days ago, just as his aunt, uncle and three cousins were pulling into town, all the way from Minnesota, and we were all supposed to get together for a big celebration, Mr. Calvin woke up with a high fever. A few days later the fever was gone, but he suddenly had weird chicken-pox-like blisters on his hands, feet, mouth, and derriere. Oh no! If you've never heard of it, google "hand, foot and mouth".
A few days later, his
daddy was running a fever, but when he went to the doctor, they tested him and claimed he had type a flu. So, in order to keep Calvin and herself from getting this, just as he was recovering from the other, Alexis loaded up the car and hightailed it here to Wimberley. A few days later, Daddy had blisters on his hands and feet. Three days after that,
Alexis was running a fever. Now
she has blisters. It was both the hardest and the best week ever. Why? Because in between all of the utterly exhausting parts --the keeping up with an energetic almost-two-year-old who only wants to be "OWSIDE!", when you have no safe place to turn him loose and let him run around, and who wakes up before dawn each day -- there was all of
this!
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The boy goes bonkers over bananas! |
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Two Pooped Pitooties |
Yes, Easter was a total bust, but I wouldn't trade this wonderful bonding time for anything in the world.
However, I would be
mighty grateful if neither Papa nor Mimi started running a fever any time soon.
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