When I imagined having kids, I never really thought that much about Christmas. That seems strange, I know, since it's such a kid-centered holiday, but I never went and saw Santa when I was growing up, so it just didn't really enter my mind that there was a whole list of traditions that we are now obligated to participate in and, of course, document with photos. My company has its own Christmas fair and one of our employees plays Santa. It's a nice way to avoid the mall crowds. M and I took bets on how Luke would handle it. He did ok. He wasn't thrilled, but he didn't freak out. He was sceptical, though.
When I picked Luke up and out of his crib on Monday morning he felt hot. So, I dug out the thermometer and, sure enough, he had a fever. Not just any fever, his first fever. Combined with a cough that seemed to be getting worse, we took him to Dr. I for a little visit. Of course, there was only one Doctor there with a room full of walk-ins, but Luke did pretty well. Three hours later, we had a diagnosis of the very beginning of an ear infection and a scrip for some mild antibiotics. M stayed home with Luke since he has much more sick leave than I do and sent updates to my e-mail. Here he is, passed out on the floor after playing.
He was back at daycare today and very glad to see all of his friends, I'm sure. Everyone survived the first sickness. Only being sick once in nine months is pretty good for a baby. Hopefully, we can keep him healthy - at least until Christmas.
Last night we had the rare opportunity to see snow falling in our back yard. You may be confused because if you look to the right you will see that I am in Houston. Well, it snowed in Houston. It was nice to play Christmas music and actually see snow falling. Of course, M had to take some photos of our deck.....
...and there was just enough to make a little snowman.
Life is good. Luke is better, it snowed in Houston, and Zofran if allowing me to live a normal life again - puke free. What more could I ask for??
8 years ago