No, not a radio station, and not the current heat index. That was Claire’s temperature at bedtime, and having had Tylenol. She cuddled me and her teddy bear all day, and I wore her in the Moby wrap as much as my back could stand it. I feel for her.
Earlier in the day, she even tried to be cheerful. Look at that little red nose!
Awwww. I know how that is. Have you found yet that you can tell by sight (or smell) when she’s getting sick?
I can tell by sight, but not smell yet (what does one look for — or sniff for?). I could see it in her eyes and face last night, and I just knew she was coming down with the virus that’s making the rounds.
Did you seize this opportunity to sing “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” to her?
Gosh, I hope so.
Poor kiddo. I’ve never seen a nose so red.
Meanwhile, I knew one could smell fall coming. I can’t smell it yet, but I can hear it and feel it when I take the cats out at night. It’s out there, fall is.
And my mother swears she can smell when it’s going to snow.
But a sick kid? I wonder what sick smells like before it hits.
Yes, one can smell illness, though the scent varies. It takes time to familiarize… I know when my husband is going to have a migraine, some times two days before. But I find with children that it’s their actions that speak louder… like Kathryn is doing with Clair. Hope Clair is better soon! so sweet!
May she get better and you stay well.