We got notification that chicken pox is in Olivia’s classroom and that she was exposed. Because she’s only had one varicella vaccination (her 2nd one would be before kindergarten) they recommended that she receive the 2nd one as soon as possible. So, I called and got her pediatrician’s recommendation and they thought she should come in. When I told Olivia that we were going to the doctor, she cried and cried and cried (and I didn’t even tell her about the shot!) I finally told her when we got there and she was a trooper. After the shot was over, I told her it was time to go and she said, “That’s it? They don’t even have to look in my mouth and nose?” So, apparently that was what she was worried about. Sheesh. . .I should have just told her it was ONLY a shot. That’s Olivia though. . .a shot is nothing, but an x-ray at the dentist is pure torture.
Afterwards, we went out for ice cream with Shelley and Izzy. Olivia had the blue birthday cake ice cream that Izzy recommended and thought it was so funny that her tongue turned blue.
Daddy came to the rescue tonight. He super glued Peacock back together along with one of its wings AND got her a new Peacock with the same big eyes. She is in heaven!
Yep, old Peacock is not looking too good these days. Maybe he’ll retire soon. Isn’t this the third post on Peacock in a week? I promise this is the last one. . .he’s just a pretty big deal in our house right now. LOL! In fact, Olivia can’t decide between a Squinkies party for her 5th birthday or a peacock party. Thankfully, we still have 6 months to decide.
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