Week 12/52. Another ball dropped, and here we were taking Adelaide to the doctor Wednesday. Achy body, mild temp, exhausted, tonsils the size of cherry tomatoes...you guessed it, strep!! Our first time. Fortunately, I was already off the next day, and my poor love wasn't in much pain. The thrill of taking medicine made up for pretty much all her symptoms. That, and the fairy dress I made for her so she could wear something green for St. Patty's day. What are sick days for, after all? I love the joy on her face, and the little empty spot peeking between her lips where her third adult tooth is taking its own sweet time coming in all the way.
Might as well call this Wing Week, once Adelaide had on wings it was a positive requirement for Cecelia to wear hers. She was gleefully running away from me and checking to make sure I was chasing her every few moments. A call of "Where do you think you are going?!" was met with giggles and a peek through a wing.
And fortunately, nobody else here came down with strep!