Does that mean that you just pass the other entries by? Do you turn your nose up at my hard thought out discourses, as Huzbend would do to a dessert buffet table? Do you at least skim them for any nuggets of knowledge that I may pass on? I could have told you the meaning of life (which I DO know, by the way) back in October of last year and you wouldn't even know it.
You're probably not even reading this right now.
Katie has a rash. It started as diaper rash on Sunday and then on Monday it became a bunch of red spots. Those red spots spread from her butt to her knees and are now popping up in her elbow pits and on her wrists. Today, I took her to the doctor.
I explained what we did on Sunday (a big hike, diaper changes in the back of the truck, old wipies that weren't as moist as they should be, and lots of kitty hugging/kissing/petting). They took her temp, looked in her ears, examined the rash and had NO CLUE what caused it.
They told me to get Benadryl and cortisone cream for her and to call them in 3-4 days if it didn't get better.
Sigh.
After trying all morning to figure out the stupid dosage for the Benadryl and dealing with a cranky Katie, I decided to head out to the local playground. I needed some fresh air.
I thought taking Katie might be a good idea too.
For some reason, toddlers LOVE to slide down a slide and then try to walk back up the slide part. I have no idea what causes this compulsion. Maybe it makes sense to them to just stand up at the end of the slide and walk back the way they came. Don't know.
And so it was that Katie tried to do that very thing. I told her that in order to go down the slide again she needed to use the stairs. She kept trying to walk up the slide. I picked her up, placed her in front of the stairs and said in my Mommy voice, "Katie, you need to use the stairs please."
"NO!"
I asked her again and again I got a, "NO!" This was followed by a nice loud cry. It didn't last long. She got distracted by a dinosaur thingie across the way. Lucky me.
When we got home, I asked Katie if she was tired. She pointed up the stairs and said, "NAP!". She climbed up the stairs, grabbed her blankets, helped put her "guys" in the crib and then fell fast asleep.
I guess that makes up for the whole "NO" thing.