Poor Kid. His big blue eyes were glued shut this morning.
He hasn't been to daycare since Wednesday, and the goop didn't show up until Sunday...wonder where he picked it up? It could have been anywhere...the grocery store...? Now let's just hope Dr. Bravo will just call in the eye drop prescription and save me a trip to SLO.
Still happy and smiling though!On another note, I really must remember that Henry is now mobile. His crawling isn't quite graceful, but he definately gets where he wants to. I, on the other hand, need to remember that gone are the days where I can put him down and find him in the same place. A few days ago, while working away at the computer, I suddenly heard him talking and babbling...in the bathroom. The worst though, was on Saturday morning as I perused the newspaper when I looked down to see him quietly and happily gnawing away on the dog's rawhide bone! YUCK! I suppose that will prepare his palate for his future in dirt, mud and frogs...
4 comments:
oh, poor little bug. So it was pink eye. That's a bummer.
poor henry. hope he's getting better. still so cute even with pink eye.
your poor little boy seems to pick up everything within a mile radius. We are just suffering from the perpetual winter cold around here, nothing perscription worthy.
Pink eye? Ack, that's terrible! Poor kid.
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