I think I have the snow BLAH’s. We have had a pretty uneventful week. We are getting back in the swing of things after the sickness, holidays, and then a full week of snow days. Hadley couldn’t wait to go back to school after the snow. Until the day actually arrived, then she listed all the reasons she wished it was Saturday, with the main reason being she wanted to sleep, because she was “SO tired.” This from my girl that has never been the sleeper. She hasn’t been herself since November, bless her heart she has just had so many different kinds of funk and weird funk at that. About two months ago in the middle of all the sickness she started developing a rash behind her knees that resembled pimples. At first I thought it was something from the staph infections she kept having, but then it started to spread up her legs and was in the creases of her arm, on her stomach and so on. Three weeks ago we learned that the rash was molluscum contagiosm and is extremely contagious among kids. It can work itself out of your body in a few weeks or several months. It can spread all over your body even your eyes, GROSS!! It made Hadley very itchy and she had started complaining her legs were hurting her, she couldn’t stand on them. I had never heard of it until recently but now know of two other children that have had or have the virus. We took Hadley to a dermatologist last week and he told us we could let it run its course or treat it with a chemical and then place tape over the sores. We chose to treat it, given how quickly it is spreading and given how contagious it is. He indicated that it would be painful the following day, when we removed the tape. There aren’t words to express the drama and I am certain it wasn’t “show” drama, it was genuine agony. As a parent it was a moment I truly questioned the decision I had made in treating my girl. In the end I think it was the right one and we will treat the remaining places she has and any new ones that show up, but we will certainly be better prepared for future treatments. The picture is post treatment and post tape removal, reminds me of some type of bio threat on 24.
On a lighter note, The Red Head is keeping life interesting at our house and has turned in to quite the mischief maker. The other morning, I was getting ready for work. This particular day I had chosen a dress and heels an unusual choice for me, but when I went to put the hose on they weren’t laying on the chair where I had put them. I immediately looked at my red headed shadow and asked her where she had put them. I got a confused little belly rub and she began to chew on her finger. Her cuteness only frustrated me more and I began to look under the bed, in the drawers, in the hallway, in the kitchen, in the living room, under the sofa, under her bed, under Hadley’s bed; I really could go on and on. My running around the house like a crazy woman, looking in every crevice lasted a good ten minutes with her toddling every step with me; look more and more confused as I let her have it for hiding my hosiery!!! What I found in all the crevices didn’t make me happy either, but that is a whole other post. I finally gave up on finding the hose and began to rummage around in a drawer, hoping I had another pair. I finally located another pair, pretty sure haven’t seen the light of day since 2000 and finished getting myself ready. I was now late for work and my car had been running a good 20 minutes. You see when Wayne leaves in the morning; he lovingly puts my stuff in the car for me and starts it. I quickly buckled Ellison, still fussing at her about where she hid my hose, ran around the car, looking to make sure my phone was in my purse and I had Ellison’s bag before I threw it in reverse and hightailed it out of the driveway. There sat Ellison’s bag and my purse with a “scarf” neatly hanging out of it. When Wayne picked up my stuff to put it in the car, he saw my “scarf” (hose) laying there on the chair and thought I would want my “scarf” in my purse in the car. I know call him The Panty Hose Thief. I still can’t believe I was late for work because he thought my panty hose were a scarf and how I unjustly accused the “innocent” little red head, insert grin!!!
