The boy got vomiting sick minutes before he was supposed to leave for his first baseball practice of the season on Saturday. Too bad!
He was promptly quarantined to his classroom-turned-bedroom-this-month in a desperate and prayer-filled attempt to contain the germs and not allow anyone else to get sick. I shiver just to think of the littles throwing up all over my house. Too risky!
He was up there for over 48 hours before I was convinced he was safe to be around the rest of us again. In that time, Josh made him very comfy with video games, iPad, movies, quiet time with him, food delivered when he was up for that again, naps, etc. I actually think he might have enjoyed his respite from the little boys. Too perfect!
And then this morning, 12 hours after his fever gave in, he emerged ... with a WHOLE NEW TOOTH sprouting in the spot that has remained empty for months. Which made me wonder if the fever that started after the vomiting/ diarrhea ended anyway, was more of a teething fever after all? Hmmmm. Too weird!
Growing up in spurts apparently. Too fast!