Showing posts with label fifth disease. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fifth disease. Show all posts

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Girls and goats

Wonder what a sick Stasa looks like?


Yes, she still chews on her blanket(s) - I have no idea how to break that habit. At least we've got her down to only chewing on them at nap and bed time (and when she's sick). Her cheeks are pinkish (as are her arms and legs) from fifth disease. The good news is, she's much better. This kid truly has 2.5 speeds: On, Off, and Sick. And as soon as she's on the mend, she back to On.

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The other night Lexi was so smiley, so I decided to take advantage of her good mood and set up my seamless paper for a quickie photo shoot. In hindsight I should have either waited until Stasa was napping or for a time when Tom wasn't cooking dinner. Oh well, I managed to get a couple of decent shots of Lexi before Stasa crashed the show.


Can you tell she wasn't feeling too hot?



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My goal today was to get us out of the house for awhile since Tom would be at the Skins game most of the day (and night). I woke Lexi up from an early nap (in the hopes that she would then nap longer in the afternoon) and we headed out to the Reston Zoo.

Self-picked outfit, natch

I had never been to the Reston Zoo, but figured we'd try it out since it's local. Turns out it was the perfect choice for a 2 1/2 year old. It's small - only a few animal exhibits, but so easy for a small kid to navigate on their own and easy for parents to keep an eye on them while they do. Of course we spent the majority of our time in the barn, feeding the goats and sheep. It was pretty much Cox Farms revisited. She got all sort of upset when this huge sheep snatched her feed cup, flipped it up, and ate all the food.

Blurry greedy sheep eating all of the food

Other than that incident she had an absolute blast. 

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Plague, plague, go away, don't come back another day

Stasa's sick again. This time with a double ear infection and fifth disease. She's had a slightly runny nose the past couple of days, but no other symptoms and has been her usual sassy, energetic self and then BAM fever of 100.5 yesterday evening and rosy cheeks this morning. This morning Tom took her to the doctor, got the diagnosis, and a prescription for an antibiotic. 

The thing is, she almost never has any real symptoms and always acts like her normal self until she's extremely sick. And it makes me feel like a crappy mom because I feel as if I should recognize that she's really sick, but I don't because she looks and acts like she always does. 

And it's not like she's not washing her hands - that's one of her favorite pastimes and she'll wash her hands for an hour if we let her. But she has picked up this nasty habit of licking things. She's so quick about it, too. Before I get a chance to wipe down the shopping cart, she's swiped it with her mouth. Add to that the numerous kids in her class with noses running like faucets and maybe it shouldn't be too surprising that she's sick.