Poor Grady, just when I thought that he'd already gotten the chicken pox from his daddy...he GOT THE CHICKEN POX FROM HIS DADDY! Bring out the Oatmeal baths, Tylenol, Motrin, Benadryl, Calamine, and of coarse the TLC.
Grady started coming down with them on Sunday afternoon (Oct. 10th), while his momma and big brother, Blake, were on their way to Nebraska to see the family and get some pictures taken. I really fell out of the running for Mother of the Year on this one. Although, I'm sure the "let my kids run around in diapers and underwear all day" and "chicken strips/mac and cheese/chocolate for breakfast" probably knocked me out of the running a long time ago!
He's on the mend now I think, 7 days later. He's still got the pox and they're scabbing over now. I'm sure he's excited for a good night's sleep one of these nights. He's been up every 2-3 hours during the night. Feels like we have a newborn again!
Here's some pictures of the little squirt.
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| These were taken on Wednesday, Oct. 13th |
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| They became far worse than this, turning angry red and forming little pustuals. |
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| He still managed to have a smile for the camera. |
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