2 wickets down…hopefully the third one won’t succumb but i feel like that it is inevitable. The boys are down with some kind of cough and fever bug. Boys meaning one of the twins and the baby. The other one can’t be too far behind because he wants to be sitting with his brother and giving him big hugs and kisses.
All of us went to the pediatrician. Sid tagged along too. I asked him if it was because he was worried about his brothers but he very candidly announced that it was for the stickers and chocolates that he wanted from our pediatrician. oh well, at least he is honest if not sympathetic.
He is also feeling very left out and wants to take medicines along with his brothers. So he pretends to cough and walks around touching his forehead saying “hot hot”.
it’s been a rough two days and even rougher two nights. Both Nish and the baby want only me and because i am spending so much time with the two of them (more nish actually) his twin is trying all kids of things for attention. A lot of the dinky cars are being tossed out of the window, he peed deliberately in the veranda last evening just to get a reaction out of me and painted on the floor with mango juice…oh well…another deep breath before we mop up the mess.