Busted

Our child is busted. Not busted as in when you are caught doing something naughty…busted as in broken, ill, not well.

He has literally been sick all winter. He has had everything from a cough to hand, foot, and mouth disease, to colds, viruses, and the like. Just this past week, he has had croup which has morphed into a severe cold complete with yellow, pussy eyes. In addition, his eczema has flared up, this time all over his face. He is a mess, I tell you.

Well, to top it all off, today Tracy and I took him to McDonald’s for lunch. Every time we passed the McDonald’s play area on the way home from school last week, Davis would point and say, “Look at that, Mommy.” But because temperatures were below freezing, I promised him we would go another day. Today, since it was 65 and sunny, we headed to McDonald’s. After about 15 minutes of playtime and feeding Ronald McDonald french fries, Davis came walking over to the picnic area which is floored with a smooth tile-like material. The combination of the tiles and the smooth soles of his croc knock-offs created a perfect environment for tumbles. He slipped, fell face first and busted his lip. He didn’t just bump it, he busted it. So now, his face is covered in eczema, his nose and eyes are crusted with yellow snot and he has a big, fat, purple, busted lip.

February is getting off to a rough start.

2 thoughts on “Busted”

  1. i will pray for your little man!! sorry to hear he’s so busted up!! 😐
    love you guys! ..enjoyed hanging with you the other night! (appreciate your support and encouraging friendship!!) ..see you soon!<3

  2. O my, Davis, I am so sorry that you busted your lip. I know it is all better now because it is March 3. Soon it will be Spring and you will have so much fun playing at McDonald’s, Fun Fun Fun and in the sand on the Strand. I love you soooooo much, Aunt Rhonda

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.