The Weekly Peanut, Issue 107
Compared to recent weeks, this entry will likely be a bit skint. Between rainy weather and a raging toddler fever, we haven't had a whole lot of photo ops.
We decided to brave the sprinkling rain to make an attempt to see our special Mulan friend. The barely-there rain scared off most of the crowds and we managed to ride Spaceship Earth and the Seas with no issue. We even tried out the Circle of Life show for the first time (and, most likely, the last).
We made our way to the China Pavillion armed with a special gift for Mulan and went in search of the indoor photo op bench. I'm not a fan: there's almost no light in there. Still, the magic is in the moments, not just the photographing of them. It's not like D was any less excited to dance with her favorite warrior princess...
Mulan had a bit of a line (the rain keeps people away from just strolling the showcase, so anything that can be done, especially with kids, out of the rain was pretty darn popular). So after some thorough hugging (and gift giving) we said our goodbyes.
We hoofed it over to Morocco for lunch, hoping we'd be able to wait out some of the rain.
No dice. If anything the rain was worse. So bad that we caved and bought ponchos (ughhhh). We decided to call it a day and make our way back to the car. D felt a little toasty as we were loading her into her carseat but I hoped nothing would come of it. Nope. By the time we got home the kid was on fire.
So we had a quiet evening curled up in bed watching movies. One dose of ibuprofen and you'd never know there was anything wrong. We tucked her into bed and hoped for the best.
D woke up the next morning feeling totally normal. I grabbed some ibuprofen and we packed up to have a brunch at Cask & Larder. On the way I marvelled at my kid's immune system: this was not the first time she had raged a wicked fever for 24 hours with nothing more to show of it. But of course, I spoke too soon. I knew something was off when D laid down on my lap and kept asking for "snuggles." My kid does not do either of these things. Ever.
I gave her some ibuprofen and she perked right back up, but we decided to lay low for the rest of the day since D was clearly not at her best. Sure enough it was a pretty constant up and down with the fever, but no other symptoms other than a general desire for snuggles or hugs.
When D came in Monday morning with a forehead that could fry an egg we knew it would mean a sick day for one of us. Ian fell on that sword and stayed home. Around noon he clocked a temperature of over 104 and called the doctor. According to Daddy, D was a champ for the doctor (Dr. Smith, the first ped to ever see D). No ear infection, most likely viral. He gave us a prescription in case her tummy started bugging her, but overall he said to ride it out and only give fever reducer if she was acting unhappy.
I came home to a slightly loopy, roasty, but otherwise pleasant kid. I know this will sound weird, but part of me secretly likes a sick toddler (especially if I'm not dealing with puke). My peanut is super independent, so hearing her little whimper and when I ask what's wrong and she says, "I need hugs" it makes my heart melt into a puddle. She climbs under blankets with me and giggles into my ear, "we cuddles." I can't get enough of it.
Tuesday was my day to stay home with the kid. D came into our room first thing like always (but she didn't wake us up at all over the course of the night, which was a huge improvement). I grabbed her face to kiss her and Eureka! Forehead is normal temperature! Daycare still wants at least 24 hours fever free before she return to avoid contagion, so D and I had a low-key (work from home in my case) day, filled with Disney Movies and tsumtsums.
We added Big Hero 6 to our movie collection last week and our whole family is in love with it. I'm also now on a serious mission to make a Baymax and Hiro meeting happen at Hollywood Studios before they are gone (which is supposedly soon).
Like I said, skint. Hopefully next week will be a healthy and more eventful issue. We just found out that daddy is giving a speech at a press conference for the Flower & Garden Festival at Epcot!