Miss O stayed home today with her Caesarlandococci virus, and it looks like she's gonna be home again tomorrow. It's one of those weird-ass viruses where she's fine for like five hours, then her fever jumps up to 100 and she rolls into a ball on the couch until I can mainline some Children's Motrin into her.
She was doing great at bedtime, tonight, and I thought she'd be going to school for sure tomorrow. Then, about five minutes ago, after she'd been asleep for a coupla hours, she woke up and called for me:
MISS O: (whispering loudly but not screaming) Dad! The ants! The ants!
ME: Whuh? What ants?
MISS O: The ants are crawling all over the house!
[at this point I took her temp with the ear thermometer and it read 100.4]
ME: Miss O, you're dreaming. I'm gonna go get some Motrin. And there are no ants in the house.
MISS O: There are... I just saw one! ... read more >>
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