Big, big week up at the Wilks house this week.
Someone (?) put my glasses case into a big bowl of water to swim with “Sharky” one of those miraculously swelling water toys.
Someone (?) put paper clips into The Hunky Hubby’s coffee grinder.
All three boys smuggled a diaper and a small garbage can into the tub with them. Just in case you didn’t know, diapers explode when submerged in the tub for any length of time.
Sweet Boy#2 and Sweet Boy#3–Were in time-out for not cleaning up toys. And so they dumped their brother’s piggy bank out, tore all of his handmade pics of the solar-system off of their places of honor beside his bunk, and ripped about 5 feet of wall paper off the wall. Makes you not want to put them into time out anymore…not that that would help things any in the long run.
But the winner this week…Sweet Boy#2’s hastily applied first aid (8 band-aids without washing) turned into a strep or staff infection that spread rapidly to the other 2 boys via an all-boybath and now we spend an enormous amount of our day applying salve and band-aids and giving antibiotics. Who knew that a box of 60 sterile strips and two rolls of gauze only lasts 2 days. I am trying not to panic about this. The Dr. wasn’t panicking, that’s a good sign right? And the spots seem to be getting better, so it must be responding to the antibiotics…but this was scary nonetheless. Harrowing indeed.