Sunday-Present

Sunday we headed of to the zoo. Becca wasn't herself, right from the start, but we did manage to get a couple of things in before we decided to take off. She fell asleep (not usual) before we made it to the car. When Rich pulled her out 45 minutes later she was still hot. 102 degrees, in fact. I swear she didn't have a fever when I put the sun block on. Poor thing.

Sunday and Monday she spent a lot of time in bed next to me, and I caught up on my reading.

Tuesday I left her alone with a marker just long enough to get a skirt and bra on before I heard, "I need wipes!" But how bad could it be?

The pulled the top off and must have rolled the ink thing between her hands. It was a random, party-favor marker, and our regular soap did nothing. Then we tried toothpaste. This was that result.

So I stepped it up to the orange pumice stuff we keep up high (the one with the poison control warning). Then rewashed the pumice stuff residue with more regular soap (just in case), and, after we both got out shirts back on, this was the result.

Fortunately, this actually came off with baby wipes.

Tuesday afternoon my fever hit, and the A/C was useless. Rich came home around six and took care of Becca for the rest of the night. Bless him. Today was lousy, but the A/C has now been recharged and the Tylenol is working, so I'm hoping that Rich can stay healthy and we can have a good weekend.