Except for the illness and medicine, last week was a usual sort of week...
Monday: LE develops a goopy eye thing. Does not care at all for the drops, which must be given twice a day. There’s pinning down and screaming involved. LE also trips over his carseat, hits his nose, and gets a nosebleed.
Tuesday: LE misses the potty. Poo everywhere. Manages to start empty washer and fill it partway with water. Later, he puts clean clothes from the drawer into the puddle in the washer. The eye worsens. Bashes his head after flinging himself backwards for a tantrum.
Wednesday: Is found to have a budding ear infection. Starts antibiotics. Eyedrops increased to four times daily. Medicine is extremely yucky. Must be bribed with jellybeans. Getting the eyedrops in involves tempting him with a bribe, pinning him down, him screamimg and writhing, getting the jellybean, and running off quite pleased. There are no major injuries today, but LE gets a small wire basket stuck on his head.
Thursday: LE falls off slide and almost splits chin, but just gets a nasty bruise. Learns to climb the monkey bar ladder.
Friday: Gets carsick all over self and carseat. It’s very stinky. I think about how many years of cleaning puke from difficult places (like carseat buckles) lie ahead of me.
Saturday: Upon waking, LE picks a bloody booger from his nose and rubs it in his eye. BE wakes up to LE in his crib looking like he has a bloody eye. Panic ensues. I am fetched from sleep to deal with it.
And this was before the week was even over. As of today, the chin bruise is almost healed, his ears aren't quite better and the eye thing may be coming back, but now it's rain, rather than sickness, trapping us in the house for the third week in a row.
It's a good thing LE and I can hang.