November 12, 2009
You knew this was coming, right?
Benjamin finally went back to school. For a whole 5 hours. Then I got the phone call.
"Mrs. Pammer? This is Rhonda. Can you come pick up Benjamin? We have him here in the office. He has 100.7 fever."
Right. Of course he does.
I get there and he's running around and smiling and clapping. Because that's what you do when you're sick, right?
Right.
But He of Mountainously High Pain Tolerance shows no signs of "sick" or "pain". Ever. That oughta come in REALLY handy later, right?
Right.
Off to the pedi we got to discover what we all knew -- a secondary ear infection. Fantastic!
If you need me, I'll be playing Thomas the Tank Engine and watching Noggin.
Posted by pammer at November 12, 2009 9:46 PM
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