Daycare called on Wednesday to pick up Allen because he was running a fever. Andy picked him up and took him home where he slept. After a slight detour to preschool where Andy volunteered as a parent expert for Green Room's musical instruments study and played drums --- but that's a different post --- Allen spent the day miserable with a fever.
Later that night around midnight he woke up with that fever-induced delirious lucidity and insisted on "Didi, Baka VA, VA, VA. He also told us "my tummy hurts. " We were clueless what VA, VA, VA was, but it was really funny.
In the morning, he mentioned it again. "Didi, Baka, VA, VA, VA. And again he said his tummy hurts.
I took him to the doctor who diagnosed him with strep. Poor baby. It was Dr. Gitterman. He wondered how old Allen was (two and five months), commenting that he acts like a three-and-a-half-year-old.
My little talkative and socially aware Allen. The nurses got a kick out of him and his squeaky shoes.
Later in the day, Baka identified the VA VA VA as some sound he heard on a Charlie Brown cartoon he had watched the previous weekend.
Otherwise, he was really sick and miserable yesterday, and clung to mama all day. He wouldn't sleep, but spent the entire day in bed with me half awake.
Today, he is much better. The antibiotics are working!
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