Thursday, May 27, 2010
It Must Be The Peas...
Summer is under way here in Sunny Florida. The kids are out of school and Miss M is spending her days at day camp swimming and crafting and getting all that energy out. She comes home and swims in the pool and eats dinner and cuddles and sleeps well. Yeah summer!
Monday she fell off the bounce house slide at camp onto the rubber something or other. It probably smarted for a moment but there was no bruise no mark nothing was twisted or broken it was just an everyday kind of ut-oh, right? Oh no! Miss Miss put on her best drama and had those poor folks at camp guessing all day. They called and let us know what had happened and what they had done about it and I cringed because they had sooooooooooo fed the attention beast. It all worked out not too bad. She woke up at 10 pm with the fake-O drama in effect. We checked her out again, still no sign of anything. Got the pack of frozen peas on it and gave her a big dose of Motrin and called the on call doctor who told me to do what I had just done.
The next day at camp was an outing to the public pool. You would be amazed at the miracle a bag of frozen peas was able to work! She popped out of bed and was ready to roll. She said, "It must be the peas!" :-)
Wednesday Miss came home from camp with a scull and cross bone tattoo on her face. I was not wild about that. For one I don't think that a camp should put tattoos on a kids face because they don't come off easy and you can't cover them up on the face. Honestly my little darlin picked that tattoo because she knew that Mom would not like it, right O! Not a problem. Mom made sure to let camp director know that Miss M is not to have any tattoos from now on, period.
Lil Bro was back at the pediatricians office today. He is not really sick sick but he finished his antibiotic and he still has some cough and what not going on. She said he also has an ear infection going on. That kid never lets you know. So poor guy had to get a shot in the butt and goes on another round of antibiotic. Here's hoping that clears it up.
While we were there they gave the kids lolly pops because Lil Bro got a shot. I let my Mr. have one. It was just a tiny yellow lolly pop, what could it hurt?