This is the baby I woke up to this morning. I’m so excited because since Tuesday morning he’s been this baby. The baby that’s allergic to amoxicillin. The baby that needs to go to the emergency room in the middle of the night because he’s being so quickly enveloped in the pox. Around here it’s the cure that will kill you. The spots are less fierce, as the ER doc called them, in the morning and then get worse during the day. I’m hoping this new look will stick so I can take him out in the world without fear of ostracization. Don’t want him labeled as that speckled kid.
Now that I don’t have spots to record I think I’ll go take photos of all the fun mail I’ve received lately.