Electric Grandmother

Long night. Up and down, up and down.

About an hour ago, when I was really sorta up, I noticed the baby was pretty warm and wanted to take his temperature, but couldn't find the thermometer.

"Avadore. Do you know where the thermometer is?"

"No, I don't know," he says in that adorable sing-song voice.

"You know, the long white thermometer?"

"I don't know."

::Me trumps off to the computer. Types in "digital thermometer". Clicks on picture.::

"Avadore, do you know where this is?" I ask, showing him the picture.

"Ohhhh... It's in your room. It's in your closet."

::We trump off to the closet. Find thermometer behind clothes and shoes.::

Results:

LD temperature: 102.7.

Avadore's temperature: 99.9 (Which is a tad warm for him.)

Crap.

We will be making a Walgreens trip this morning. Must buy children's Motrin, Wal-Borne (for adults), and a new suction bulb (ours has gotten a bit beat up), and Sudafed for my ears.

Must call Lacy and cancel movie night. We wouldn't want her getting sick.

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The problem with the internet is that I can't approximate how Avadore says things; he really is pretty cute about the whole thing. Even the "It's in your room. It's in your closet." Yeah, it's all pretty cute.

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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook		2006-02-11 7:29 AM the plague #1 Long night. Up and down, up and down. About an hour ago, when I was really sorta up, I noticed the baby was pretty warm and wanted to take his temperature, but couldn't find the thermometer. "Avadore. Do you know where the thermometer is?" "No, I don't know," he says in that adorable sing-song voice. "You know, the long white thermometer?" "I don't know." ::Me trumps off to the computer. Types in "digital thermometer". Clicks on picture.:: "Avadore, do you know where this is?" I ask, showing him the picture. "Ohhhh... It's in your room. It's in your closet." ::We trump off to the closet. Find thermometer behind clothes and shoes.:: Results: LD temperature: 102.7. Avadore's temperature: 99.9 (Which is a tad warm for him.) Crap. We will be making a Walgreens trip this morning. Must buy children's Motrin, Wal-Borne (for adults), and a new suction bulb (ours has gotten a bit beat up), and Sudafed for my ears. Must call Lacy and cancel movie night. We wouldn't want her getting sick. _______________ The problem with the internet is that I can't approximate how Avadore says things; he really is pretty cute about the whole thing. Even the "It's in your room. It's in your closet." Yeah, it's all pretty cute. Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top