So that's how life goes on.
Today, my son woke up with a bit of a fever and much to our surprise the doctor suspects of chicken-pox. How great is that, huh? (Anyone who was ever around a four-year-old with chicken-pox knows what I'm talking about. And how about his sister?)
Anyway, I remember that when I had the chicken-pox (around 6 or 7) I tried my best to convince my mum that it was just like having the amygdalas removed, all you could eat was ice-cream.
Truly hope that if it turns out to be chicken pox indeed, that his 'wishes' are just as harmless.
Sunday is a promising day! I'll keep you posted.
How about your exeperiences with chicken-pox?
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- Fernanda
- Full-time friend, mother, wife, translator, housewife. After 6 years living in a cottage-like house, we moved into an apartment at one of the busiest avenues of São Paulo. A couple, three kids, and a 7-year-old Weimaranner. Life couldn't get any easier.
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