My daughter has mono. My fourteen-month-old precious bundle of all things innocent and sweet has mono -- THE KISSING DISEASE. Ok, so the test wasn't absolutely certain but it is possible. So tell me, what exactly do they do at the church nursery on Sunday? What toddler was putting the moves on my Moo? Of course, being a viral disease, we have to let it run its course. So I am stuck with a cranky toddler who's temp occasionally likes to hang out in the vicinity of 105 F. It is not fun at all -- but of course she is probably not having the greatest time either what with the pus cells on her throat and all.
Let's just hope big brother Jake doesn't get it or all heck will break loose in the Bement bunker.
Friday, January 27, 2006
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