I can vouch for Katie Bee's excellence at hugging.
So, Emmett has Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease - which is - it turns out - unrelated to Hoof and Mouth disease.
Poor dude. Mouth sores, and foot sores and then he's got to swish and swallow a concoction of Maalox/Benadryl/Lidocaine.
Plus he got the seasonal flu shot too.
He should be more than halfway through it at this point, and can go back to school as long as he's not french kissing anybody or playing footsie.
Okay, if for only the fact that Katerina Bee is posting again, that LURKERS thread was made of awesome!! (and it was truly awesome for lots of other reasons too)
Hec, I don't know if that's the right link!
...or, I'm rickrolling the Miracleborns.
But they'll never know because I changed it.
What a mean thing to say about Detroit. For goodness sakes.
I found out that a dental implant will cost me about $3,400. I think I'd rather live with a missing tooth and have me some LASIK surgery instead.
Oh, and I still have blue hair. The color is down to a tint, but it's quite obvious. I still think it's pretty, but my out of town relatives took it to mean that I am weird. Like, duh. How long have those people known me?
Now I am having fantasies about dying my hair green, putting it up in a beehive and decorating it like a Christmas tree. I'll have twinkling LED lights and a bunch of mistletoe hanging over my forehead, I'll have a quilted tree skirt around my neck and a necklace of presents and Santa flying over it all... it will be made of awesome.
I'm charging my iPod. The oral surgeon said that I can listen to it while he's taking out my tooth. What's good tooth music? The only thing I've decided on is Stevie Nicks to start with, because that's been my "calm down and don't think about the pain" music for a while now.
If my experience is anything to go by, you can put one song on repeat and be perfectly happy.
t kermit wave at Katerina
Poor Emmett. That sounds like no fun.
So, Emmett has Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease
Oh, poor Emmett - I thought most kids got this when they were toddler/preschool age. (Dylan had it last summer, and our neighbor's son the same age just had it last month.) It's probably even less fun to get it as a teenager, though at least at this age he can distract himself with video games/TV/books, and probably isn't pitching a fit about being forced to nap.