"Why is there food on my eyes?"
"Um yeah, I picked it off. And can you trim my eyelashes?"
Now the fog began to lift and I just knew. Somehow parents just know. My mind flashed over the shopping cart, the big one with a car that is up top....and then to preschool and some faceless child wiping germy hands on the handrails....PINK EYE. Conjunctivitis. Pretty much the plague.
"Don't touch me. Don't touch anything until we wash your hands."
Ugh, and so I explained pink eye to Cordelia. She had a lot of questions, a lot. She always has a lot of questions and I try my very best to patiently answer them all, because her young mind is so hungry to learn...even before the sun is up and her eye is crusted over. She suggested that she drink lots of water, because that is healthy.
School was called off. A meeting was cancelled. And many hands were washed, again and again.
I called the doctor and he didn't even want us to come to the office, just called in a prescription. So the girls and I went and filled it. We also made a stop for some art supplies....while there Cordelia asked the checkout lady if she was a man or a woman (ahhh).
The silver lining is that pink eye, while crazy contagious, is pretty much a minor annoyance and completely treatable. Happy to live in a day and age where something like this is no big deal.
Plus, I got to spend the day with my girls.