Usually I love pink, but not when it is matched with the work, ‘eye’ and applied to my son. We had our first bout with pink eye this week, and because we don’t like to do anything half way, we threw in our first ear infection too. Brendan has been a real trooper – for the most part he is still his happy lovable self, just a little more ‘sensitive’ as they would say in day care. Although he is not a fan of the antibiotics he has to take twice a day for ten days. I can’t blame him – it doesn’t look tasty. Mommy and Daddy split time at home with him, and Daddy documented some of the careful rest and recovery they were doing on his watch:
I woke up today with my own cold, just as Brendan is starting to feel better. Darnit.
Plenty of other adorableness – I had a full conversation with him on the phone and was told about what many of the animals say. And he has started not just saying ‘come’ and ‘go’, but ‘coming’ and ‘going’, used at the appropriate times. We are thinking about enrolling him in some college placement courses next week. I’d love to say more, but I can hear loud hiccups and a banging sound in the crib where I thought he was napping… wish us luck.