It had to come sooner or later...Max got Chicken Pox. It actually wasn't that bad. He insisted on long pants and long sleeves because he didn't want to see them, so there was no scratching and no whining. The worst part was that he couldn't go to daycare for over a week, and when you have a relatively healthy 3 year old bouncing around the apartment who can't get out.... well, you fill in the gaps. Needless to say, he was happy to get back to his friends this week!
Here he is trying to look pathetic. He really wasn't, but he did think it odd that he had all these bumps everywhere - and I mean EVERYWHERE: scalp, bottoms of his feet.... even on his gums!
It had to come sooner or later...Max got Chicken Pox. It actually wasn't that bad. He insisted on long pants and long sleeves because he didn't want to see them, so there was no scratching and no whining. The worst part was that he couldn't go to daycare for over a week, and when you have a relatively healthy 3 year old bouncing around the apartment who can't get out.... well, you fill in the gaps. Needless to say, he was happy to get back to his friends this week!
Here he is trying to look pathetic. He really wasn't, but he did think it odd that he had all these bumps everywhere - and I mean EVERYWHERE: scalp, bottoms of his feet.... even on his gums!
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