Perspective

We ran into a friend and her 2 little ones yesterday while sitting in the waiting room at our new doctor's office. It was the first time I got to meet the newest member of her family; a small boy only 2 weeks old. So, so cute. So, so small.

Little E was sitting in a chair next to his Dad and eating a snack, looking quite like a little boy, not at all a baby. Seeing the tiny baby made E look all the larger.

Our friends headed home and the nurse called for us. My boy toddled on through the doorway. He stood on the scale to be weighed; no more sitting on the baby scale. He then wobbled down the hall holding his Daddy's hand until we reached the exam room.

Wasn't it yesterday that my boy was the one wrapped in a blanket cradled in my arms?

He's grown so fast. This makes me a bit sad until I see a picture like the one below.

He is still so very small. So much left to grow. So many more cuddles, tickles, tears, adventures, ...

and trips to the doctor.

Little E's fever stuck around through the weekend so we got him in to see the doctor on Monday. Nothing to worry about; he has/had a throat infection, a virus that causes a fever for 4-5 days. The doctor sees about 5 cases of this a day during the summer and E lucked out and got the milder fall version. It explains the recent lack of appetite although the 3+ teeth pushing through,including at least 2 molars, might be contributing to that also.

The only real treatment for a virus induced sore throat is milkshakes. Little E likes both strawberry and banana.

We were mostly back to normal today. He's still teething but the fever is gone. Whether or not he's feeling better depends on your perspective.