First Cold

Christopher was seven the first time he got a cold. We were visiting Grandma Betty getting ready for the two hour trip home.

While I was talking to Betty, Christopher told me he could not breathe through his nose. I gave him a tissue and told him to blow his nose.

A few minutes later Christopher told me he blew his nose and still could not breathe. As I told him to blow it again it dawned on me that he had never had a cold before. He was seven years old and this was his first cold. We spent another night at Grandma's and went home the next day.

Christopher looked and felt better the following day so I sent him to school. Early afternoon school called telling me it looked like Christopher had pink eye in both eyes. I made a doctor's appointment and picked him up from school.

The doctor prescribed antibiotics. While at the pharmacy picking up his medication they asked if he was allergic to anything. I informed them I did not know as this was the first time he was sick and on medication. The lady behind me had four small children with runny noses and said "wow you don't know how lucky you are."

To tell you the truth I do not remember him getting that sick again.

You Did Not Check Your Shoes?

Brendan was about two years old. Grandma was getting dressed. I am really not sure if Grandma asked him to get her shoes or if Brendan just wanted to help. That part of the story was never clear.

I had just finished cleaning up breakfast dishes. Brendan and I were watching morning cartoons when the phone rang. It was Grandma. Frantically she said you have to bring me a pair of shoes. Seems when she arrived at work she had one black and one blue shoe on. Luckily the style was similar.

I gathered up what I thought would be a match for her shoes plus a black pair as well. When we arrived at her work Grandma was relieved to have matching shoes.

Grandma told me Brendan brought her shoes to her this morning and she just put them on. As I asked her why she did not check them after having a two year old hand them to her she just glared at me. Of course it might of been because I could not stop laughing.

Lesson learned: always check your shoes before leaving the house. Especially when a two year old hands them to you.