Last week we had a long overdue visit with Aunt Emily! Unfortunately Uncle Kyle had to stay home and do important work-related things (blah) but we missed him all the same.
She got in lots of cuddle time (well, as much as he lets you cuddle anyway) with a precious little boy!
Helping Emily tie her swimsuit (He was more harm than help!)
Books are a pretty big deal right now. Jake empties his bookshelf and goes to town. His current favorites are The Story of Noah, Touch & Feel Animals, and 10 Tiny Puppies. We read the story of Noah probably 5 times a day. At least this boy loves his Bible stories!
(I promptly swatted that Kitty Kat book out of his hands…he knows better)
Look at the mess I made! Thanks for my outfit, Nana!
Rain rain go away! Jake also loves to look out the window. Probably wondering what in the world is on the other side.
He’ll find out in November when the temperature drops 20 degrees.
We loved getting to see you Emily and you can come back anytime!
Except Jake would probably describe his life as the “worst of times” right now. Poor buddy woke up on Friday morning with a 103.5 temperature.
I didn’t remember ever having a fever like that myself so we headed to the doctor to make sure it wasn’t an ear infection. (With lovey blanket and microphone rattle firmly in grip)
And of course it wasn’t. Once again, I paid $20 to hear “Motrin and rest”. When am I going to learn???
It’s times like this when it would pay to have an MD in the family. Because apparently our doctor friends don’t like to be bugged 24/7 with my questions. Which I think is just plan rude!
By the time we got to the doctor, his fever was back down to normal so we headed to the lake as planned for the weekend. Except that after every 4-6 hours (Tylenol/Motrin dosage time) his fever would spike again. So there was a lot of moaning, groaning, and clinging.
Saturday morning he woke up with the same 103.5 temperature and took a 3 hour nap. And to top it all off, when he woke UP from his nap, he proceeded to puke all over the other kid’s toys.
Needless to say, we decided our lake weekend was over.
His temperature is finally down today but you wouldn’t know it by the way he is acting. Of course I feel bad for him, but the pathetic-ness is almost a little amusing. He has forgotten how to sit, crawl, and stand. You sit him on the floor and he falls over and crys. You can imagine my nervousness for the years to come!
And of course we are just BAFFLED as to where he got this personality. We are both so tough and non-dramatic ourselves so it’s truly a mystery.
Here’s to a fever-free week and a sudden recall of motor skills…