On my day of rest after The Great Migraine Event of 2013, Nathan came down with some sort of Gross. He puked in his father’s car, then was feverish all day with a record high of 103.2. Fun times.
Today he’s feeling better with his fever back to low-grade status. This roughly translates to him wanting to be better enough to want to do stuff, but not really being better enough to actually do stuff. Oh, and he’s cranky as all get out.
Here are a few highlights from the last 24 hours.
In an independent taste test, 1 out of 1 child in my house feels that Tylenol Cherry Flavor is the more desirable pain reliever and fever reducer than Target’s Up and Up brand grape pain reliever and fever reducer.
Even when you cannot see any color variation from the original piece of rye bread, you can have the toast you just made sent back to the kitchen for excessive darkness.
This kid can recognize the back of every single commemorative and foreign coin he has within an instant of seeing it. I know this because he asked me to please quiz him. For fun.
Nathan has a ton of Crayola crayons with wacky names like Manatee and Antique Brass. I do not know where these crayons came from.
It is next to impossible to write a blog post while your kid is forcing you to test out every single one of his 45 million crayons.
45 million is entirely too many crayons.
It is a scientifically proven fact that your kid will only want to eat junk when he is recovering from illness giving rise to a very real fear that your child will be sick again shortly. The other option, to deny him the only thing he feels like eating, means you’ll have to endure endless hours of whining, you’ll have to sneak your chips and dip snack into the bathroom to eat it, or your child will starve to death. My child happens to think the last one is the most realistic possibility.
Having my child well enough to whine and complain is far better than having him mope lethargically on the couch. But don’t tell him I said that.
PS – OBVIOUSLY I didn’t take my chips and dip into the bathroom. That’s where you sneak ice cream and candy, but not chips and dip. I ate the chips and dip in front of him.
This is NaBloPoMo Day 24. You can read other great NaBloPoMoErs here.