You know Halloween’s not going to go quite as planned when the first thing your two-year-old says after a four-hour nap is, “I tired.” But the real key here should have been when we asked Hayden if he wanted candy and he said, “Nanee make my tummy hurt.”
After considerable debate, with Hayden landing squarely in both the “I want bed,” and the “Hadween” camps. We coaxed him into the costume I stayed up until midnight Thursday cobbling together and headed out for the neighbor’s trunk or treat.
I guess we were early, though, because no one else was out. So we headed across town to my sister’s to show off our costumes. Hayden split his visit between whining and laying on the floor, and playing with a ball and the fish, then we headed back to see if the trunk-or-treat was really at 6:30 instead of 5:30. But Ryan cruised right on by, thinking I’d say something if it looked like they were there (while I was thinking he’d turn in automatically).
When we got home, Hayden again requested bed. After three days of ruined plans, intermittent fevers and whining, it was suddenly clear that he needed to see the doctor. We took off most of Hayden’s costume and headed to the after-hours pediatrician. We only have two pictures of me and a video of Hayden in costume that my sister took.
The doctor visit took about half an hour—double ear infection. Armed with acetaminophin and antibiotics, we’re ready to lick this medicine—but not in time for trick-or-treating or probably another Halloween party tonight.
But Hayden’s already on the mend. This morning for breakfast, a wan and completely solemn Hayden looked up at me and asked for, “Nanee pease.”
It’s good to have our Hayden back.
