My little one is just recovering from a couple of days of fever and sore throat. It was the first time she ever had a really bad sore throat and it was terrible to see her in pain and having difficulty swallowing. It was also the first time we made an emergency visit to the doctor's office. All that did was confirm she does not like the doctor's office and that trying to give an hysterical child a respiratory treatment is useless. I was somewhat relieved that the doctor did not think the situation was serious. So we headed home and managed with "cine" and "sona"and "book, book". That's Baby Tylenol, soda and bedtime reading in adult speak.
Now, that she's almost back to normal and has the energy to get in trouble, I am truly relieved. I was kicking myself that we never got the N1H1 vaccine and for not being a hand sanitizer junkie. So, when I caught her drawing with chalk on the wall behind her art easel, I just smiled and grabbed the spray cleaner. I also thought while I'm happy that she now wants to read a book at bedtime, that our nighttime reading and her new favorite book "No, David!" might be influencing her in undesirable ways!
Despite having blue chalk all over the wall, I have to highly recommend David Shannon's "No, David!". I think David looks a little scary with his sharp teeth but my daughter loves him and the book. Maybe it is because he does everything naughty imaginable and his mommy still loves him. Go figure.
