Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Friday, May 05, 2006
Cinco de Mayo
I wrote my official thoughts on celebrating the holiday here, but thought I'd share a personal story of thos holiday with you other moms...
Several years ago -- oh my gosh, about 11 years now! -- when my daughter was 5, she came down with a low grade fever. While the fever wasn't high, her face was beet-red, and she was acting rather sick, so I took her into the doctor's office. It turns out, she had Fifths Disease, most easily noted/identified by the "slapped face" appearance. While not uncommon or particularly dangerous, it was a strange little disease I'd never heard of. Stranger still that all of this happened on May 5th, to my five year old daugher (whose birthday is in May). Even the doctor thought that was amusing.
Seeing as she's autistic, tends to take things litterally, the whole thing left me a bit red-faced myself!
Several years ago -- oh my gosh, about 11 years now! -- when my daughter was 5, she came down with a low grade fever. While the fever wasn't high, her face was beet-red, and she was acting rather sick, so I took her into the doctor's office. It turns out, she had Fifths Disease, most easily noted/identified by the "slapped face" appearance. While not uncommon or particularly dangerous, it was a strange little disease I'd never heard of. Stranger still that all of this happened on May 5th, to my five year old daugher (whose birthday is in May). Even the doctor thought that was amusing.
Seeing as she's autistic, tends to take things litterally, the whole thing left me a bit red-faced myself!
Art
I once made a partial living as an artist. It wasn't the 'partial' part that drove me to stop, it was the way folks reacted to 'my art.' You can read all about it here.
And go see these amazing horses made out of driftwood!
And go see these amazing horses made out of driftwood!
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