A Double Sink and a Single Bite

There are a lot of things that happen around here, and illness seems to be the most popular. We have just gotten past a bit of chicken pox. Well, maybe. It will probably show up on someone else soon, since there's that two-week incubation period. But even with that possibility, I'm not breaking a sweat.

And then there's Linus. My sweet, content, joyful three-year-old, who just cannot keep from having SOMETHING icky going on. He had a huge bug bite on his ankle. No problem. I kept an eye on it, because, as stated above, chicken pox. This thing got big and bubbly. Then later the next day, his ankle was swollen and purple, like he had sprained it.

Now, realize, there are a lot of things going on in our house. It is Memorial Day weekend. We stayed home from church because, duh, chicken pox. Also, John decided this was the weekend to put in a new bathroom sink. A double sink, so as to lessen the amount of elbowing and shoving that occurs daily and nightly. He had just smilingly reported to me that, after days of hard work, he would be done in ten minutes! And we could try out the new sink, hooray! But that is of course when I discovered the purpleness of the kid's ankle. And also, the kid couldn't walk so well. So, ten minutes from the end of his big project, John was driving our little guy to the ER. Linus got some shots in a very unpleasant place; he has a bacterial infection and is on antibiotics. Our little sweetie. This is (I think) his fifth trip to the ER. And hey! New bathroom sink is up and running!