Monday, March 25, 2013

The Great Medical Mystery of 2013

I took Sydney out of bed yesterday morning, and of course she was just in a diaper, since my child will NOT keep her pajamas on for the night.  As I got her out of bed, I saw a really odd mark on her upper thigh.  As I mumbled, "Now what is this?" Sydney cried about her 'owie'.

"Owwww!! Don't touch it mama!"

Oh boy.  That can't be good.  I was starting to freak out a bit, so I took a couple of pictures with my phone.

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See?  Freaky, isn't it?

I sent the picture to my sister, because she has 4 kids so she has to have seen everything by now.  Everything, it turns out, but this.  I then sent the pictures to my friend that is a peds RN.  She asked if Sydney got pinched or a bug bite or anything, which she hadn't that I knew of.

At this point, I'm getting a little concerned.  What could it be?  Some rare bug bite, and if so, does that mean I have nasty poisonous bugs crawling in their beds??  vom.  Is it some sort of tumor?  What's wrong with my baby??

Every time I tried to get a closer look, Sydney would cry that it'd hurt.  She'd pull down her pants, see her owie was still there and cry again.  The only thing that made it better, she told me, was her princess pajama shirt.  Shirt comes off, her owie hurts.  Shirt goes on, it's all better.  

I'm making a note to call the doctor first thing Monday morning to get this checked, when I have a realization.  The day before I brought the kids to an Easter Egg hunt.  After you sat on the Easter Bunny's lap, they handed you a little packet of jello.

Yep, you got it.  Her mystery bug bite/tumor? was cherry jello.

OMG, I am so glad I washed her before I brought her to the doctor.  How would they code that one for insurance purposes?  

Monday, March 18, 2013

Apple even marketed the Pearly Gates

Last night before bed, the girls and I were saying their nightly prayer. As Kendall was reciting, "Angels watch me through the night, and wake me with the morning light." she had a puzzled look on her face.

K: Mom, how do angels watch me through the night.
Me: ::clears throat:: uhhhhhhhh....
K: I don't see anyone in my room at night watching me.

At this point I'm wondering where to go with this to not freak her out. Remember, the kid is a midnight roamer. She wanders out of her room at night the way it is. I don't want to screw this up and scare her.

Me: Well, remember how Santa is able to watch little boys and girls to see if they're naughty or nice?
K: not really.
Me: oh. Well, he can.
K: On his magic computer?
Me: Yes! That's it. On his magic computer.
K: the angels have a magic computer like Santa?
Me: um, yes?
K: I bet the angels have a magic iPad instead.
Me: I bet you're right.

Now, sure...God created the world in seven days, but I think Kendall is right. Everyone can be more productive with the right apps. Well done, Apple.

Also, I think I need to leave the theology discussions up to someone else.