Wednesday, February 21, 2007

And you thought I was kidding?

Poor Tommy looks like one big chicken pox. The calamine has become his new clothing and through it all he still manages the odd tooth(less) grin. Makes me want to eat him up except well, he has the pox!

I know everyone says that it is so much better for them to get through these childhood illnesses young but I feel so helpless when I see how frustrated they get. If ever there was one thing that made me feel like their mum, its holding their limp little bodies when they aren't well.

The worst thing is that Nathan hasn't actually broken out in any spots yet, so we still have that to look forward to. No doubt he will fall prey to it as his brother gets over it - surely a sign of things to come?

I knew that I'd jinxed things when I said that they had avoided illness up until now - serves me right!

A

p.s still no home broadband *sigh*

1 comment:

Edvard Moonke said...

I have a little dint (dent?) on my temple as a result of scratching the itchy bumps from chickenpox. Imperceptible, unless you know it's there. You just have to watch everything they do!

When I had mumps, my mother caught me playing football in the playground (which is def a no-no) - didn't go down at all well...

P.S. thank you for your kind words on my blog - love the picture of you!