After a trip to the doctor's, we've determined that this is not the flu, instead, a yucky stomach virus with sore throat and...ear infection. Ohh the misery of the ear infection!! Curse you, virus! The pain was so horrible, in fact, that even the magnificent Dr. Holly Hoffman and her zebra stethoscope couldn't cheer him up. He actually turned down my multiple ice pop offers--unheard of! A little childrens' ibuprofen (grape), a prescription of Azithromycin, H2O and many hours of sleep have taken my preschooler from zombie monster, back to his busy, playful, ice-pop-loving, slightly demanding self. Here are a few photos of him from this morning, baby-talking with his sister and playing with his Leap Frog magnets. Right now, he's trying to stick a plastic "lug nut drill" up my nose and asking that I find his Bob the Builder hat. Looks like we're feeling better again.
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