While Jacqui’s on one of her trips to Chicago for work, I’ve been taking Henry to and from daycare again. On the way home we made a detour to a couple of local parks to play for a while. Here’s some video for Mom:
Henry’s feeling much better and has made a full recovery from his illness earlier in the week. Yesterday he even attended his swimming class. Yesterday was also our third wedding anniversary (first one as parents, of course), so we treated ourselves to a rare night out and splurged on dinner. Our friend, Mimi filled in on short notice as a sitter for Henry and she later reported that he was pretty well behaved. Thanks again, Mimi.
Henry was upset most of Monday night. Tuesday morning he seemed fine. Around noon, Maryellen wrote to tell me that he had a fever and I should come pick him up. I took him to the pediatrician and he has some blisters on the back of his throat. Apparently this is a common virus called Coxsackie.
Our Tuesday night was spent taking turns trying to soothe Henry boy. This was the most sick he has ever been in his short life. I was unable to take him to daycare today and his fever has been up and down. As of my writing this, he seems to be feeling a lot better and was smiling and crawling around most of the night. Hopefully, we can get him back in the swing of things tomorrow.
One of the ducks, traveling duck, has been found. It was in Henry’s diaper bag that I had not used or emptied for a few weeks. Luckily, Henry can have one duck and the frogs for bath time. Again, I am more sentimental about the duck than Henry so I was determined to find at least one of them.
Henry had become very fond of his favorite tub toy, a blue rubber duck. So much so, that he often took it to play with elsewhere—even in dry environments. When he forgot it a couple of months ago while visiting friends, we quickly found an identical replacement online. Unfortunately he just can’t seem to keep track of his ducks and has lost it again somewhere on the streets of New York City.
I think Jacqui and I felt duck’s loss more than Henry did. The transition to a post-duck phase of babyhood marks a passage of time and evokes a sort of sentimental nostalgia for his younger days even this early in his life.
However, as you can see below, Henry’s adapted quite well and has moved on to sailing one of his frogs around the tub in a toy boat. So now we’ll have to cherish his frog phase.