Friday, January 27, 2012
This clearly was not his best morning. Oh. My. Word. Let me just say...Pink Eye is terrible! He didn't know I was taking his picture. He'd be so embarrassed if he'd known. Not kidding.
Seriously though...do everything you can to keep it from getting this bad. Our Poor Rustin. By the time we got some drops from the Doctor, he was too far gone. I kept saying, "Awww....my poor baby!". His response, "I not your baby, I a big boy!". Ahem...Don't listen to him. He's still my baby.
He kept a low profile with his stocking cap on all day. Really. He wouldn't take it off.
I am happy to report that 4-doses of eye drops later he is leaps and bounds better. Now if the rest of us can steer clear of this nasty gunk, it should be a spectacular weekend! Happy Friday, Y'all!
Posted by We Three Smiths + 1 at 3:54 PM