Bummer. Wilder has his first case of pink eye. Woke up yesterday with a way-irritated, crusty right eye. So we went and visted Dr. Agrawal, who diagnosed him. Now we get to put eye drops in there three times a day. That's about as fun as giving a pissed off cat a pill. Actually, W's been pretty good about it so far, but I expect more fights as he figures out what's going on.
Anyway, the infection made him sleep a lot yesterday. Meaning he woke up at 3:30 a.m. and pretty much refused to go back to sleep. He's still WIDE awake, in his bouncy chair right now cooing his way through the morning. His mama, of course, is fixin' to brew some mega-coffee and power her way through the day on fumes. Hell, maybe we'll even pile into the car and hit Starbucks' drive-through.
Anyway, I'm off. Slowly, sleepily, but off.
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