|Happy camper, despite everything.|
This morning I went to changed Meredith's diaper, and her tummy is covered with a red-spotty rash. Yes, I am pretty sure it is chicken pox. I have no idea where she, of all my kids, got them. She never goes out amongst others, except for church. We knew someone who had them almost 6 weeks ago now. And I had something that looked a bit shingly, around Christmas. But, that was then. This is now. And I just am puzzled. If it was one of my other kids, I would suspect BSF, church, or Bible club. Not Meredith. Needless to say, I think this week is going to go down in infamy for her. Her first tooth, learning how to crawl, and now the chicken pox. She doesn't get the idea of pacing herself. Spacing out all that excitement. I do have to admit that I am glad that the chicken pox have finally arrived in the Veenstra household. I am one of the few people who think a chicken pox vaccine is overkill. No vaccine, and no chicken pox. The prominence of the vaccine has virtually eliminated outbreaks. But, BMV is 9 now, and I really don't want him to break out much older. This is a blessing. And its making me itch by proxy.=)
|So true. Though, its just a far fetched wish...|
to sleep all day.
|This is my book. |
Probably the best $6 I've ever spent.
So, how did I start with sugar cookies, and end up with Queen Elizabeth. I have no idea. But...
Its all right for you to have a train of thought, as long as you have a terminal.