One of those days

Yep, today has been one of those days.  It all started on Monday.  Cricket and Thumper started a new daycare on Monday and as I was talking with their new babysitter for a minute before I left, one of the other kids came running up and wrapped herself around the woman’s legs.  The poor girl’s eyes were goopy and crusty and generally icky-looking.  Of course, that’s if you looked closely, which I didn’t until the babysitter, we’ll call her Melanie, mentioned it.  “Oh, don’t worry about Kimmy’s eyes,” she said.  “She’s had this eye infection since she was born and no one knows what it is, but her parents are gonna take her back to the doctor and get it checked out.  It’s not contagious; we’ve never had a problem with other kids getting sick.”

Okay, I thought, unconvinced.  Cricket has his mother’s immune system.  What in the world does that mean, you ask?  It means that I catch everything and since we have four kids, all of whom are in school and/or daycare, it means we are exposed to a metric crap-ton of germs in this house.  If the kids come down with something, it’s only a matter of time before I catch whatever it is they have.

As I mentioned yesterday, Cricket is also apparently highly susceptible to eye infections.  This is not the first time we’ve dealt with them; the first daycare center he went to had an outbreak of pink eye when he was about nine months old and it took him almost a month and multiple courses of antibiotic eye drops to clear up the infection.  Now I get to wage war with eye drops again, three times a day, all by myself.

Why by myself?  Because Seymour left early this morning for God’s country to go deer hunting with a good friend of his.  I don’t mind that he’s gone – I really hope he brings back a deer, to be honest, because we could use the meat – but I will miss his help when it comes to dispensing the eye drops.  Tadpole and Tomcat will be home tomorrow to help, but they’re not quite strong enough.  Giving these drops – heck, even trying to clean the crap out of his eyes – is at best a two-man job and at worst, a team of three is needed.

Seriously.  Cricket has the strongest facial muscles I’ve ever seen. If that boy doesn’t want you to put something in his eyes, you aren’t getting it in there, plain and simple.

Stubborn little cuss.  Can’t imagine where that stubborn streak comes from. 🙂

Oh, and did I mention that it’s raining cats and dogs out there?  It’s let up for now, but this morning all it could do was pour.  All that rain that we didn’t get this summer has finally found its way to us and is making up for lost time.  I can’t remember the last time we had such a wet and dismal November.  And the temperature has been falling all day – yesterday it was in the seventies and when I left to take Cricket to the doctor, it was still close to fifty.  Now it’s hovering around freezing and on our way home, the rain was falling as sleet, melting only when it hit the ground.  I called Seymour to find out what it was like further north and he said there it had dipped a couple degrees below freezing and gotten slick.

I’m sooo not ready for winter driving yet.

To recap, I’m freezing and wet.  I have a headache from grumpy boys.  I have to give Mr. Sicky eye drops thrice a day for five days by myself, which is almost exactly how long lucky Seymour will be gone.  But!  Since the only clinic near here that’s open on weekends is thirty miles away and located on the main floor of the hospital in which a friend of mine just had her baby, I got to stop by and see her before we left.  Mama and baby were both doing well and were actually just waiting for the doctor to sign off on their release paperwork before they headed for home.  I was tickled pink they were still there because we hardly ever get to see each other and we were quite close in high school.  And!  Tomorrow I get to have my hair done, which will be awesome and make me feel pretty, oh so pretty, I’ll feel pretty and witty and bright, and I’ll pity any girl who isn’t me that night…♪  So there’s my silver lining for the day. 🙂

And now, back to the grindstone.  The boys are down for their naps, which means I have time to get some writing done – after all, my book won’t write itself.  On to Chapter 8!

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6 thoughts on “One of those days

  1. *tara says:

    Oh my god, you poor woman!! And HA to the daycare lady… “never had a problem with it,” I’m just sure…

    Good luck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (P.S. I want to know who had a baby. 😛 )


    • Kay Kauffman says:

      Yeah. Apparently it’s a clogged tear duct. I don’t know. But now I think Thumper might be getting it. On top of that, he (Thumper) had a temp of 101 last night and he’s got a wicked cold. Thank God Seymour gets home today!


        • Kay Kauffman says:

          And he’s getting an ear infection! Yay! (Please to note the sarcasm. Why has no one invented a sarcasm font yet?)

          And since I forgot in my last comment (we were at the doctor and got called back as I was typing it), it was Lindsay T. who had the baby. She had a little girl. I’m so glad everything went well for them, especially after what happened last year.


          • Kay Kauffman says:

            Yep. Skylar Jean. And she was a cutie! It’s so hard to believe that Thumper was that tiny only a year ago. He’s already grown ten inches from when he was born – he’s almost as tall as Cricket already. People ask if they’re twins all the time because they’re so similar in size.


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