Leila and her hives, giving the thumbs down. Way down.
And speaking of parenting, my poor little Leila is a pitiful little mess. She broke out in hives last night, and they had spread this morning, and she looks and feels awful. She's like a little pile of red blotches on the couch, pinker than the blanket she's under, and she's miserable. Went to the doctor this morning, and it could take weeks for them to go away. I feel so bad for her! Its hard when there's absolutely nothing you can do once you administer the benadryl.
So, since I can't do anything to make her feel better, I can at least distract her from how horrible she feels by letting her have her dream day. She started her day with two hours of Playhouse Disney (bless that channel,) then Kung Fu Panda, then Stranger Safety, twice, then Sesame Street Singalong, and now she's watching Madagascar. I'm letting her shower me with crankiness, and getting her cool water, and crackers, and getting the dog to stop laying on her.
Once she started watching Stranger Safety (a really good little show about stranger danger, but with a more appealing name) I realized that I could finally watch Coal Miners Daughter, which I've been meaning to watch all week, on my computer with my headphones. I was totally saved from Safety Super Chick (I'm not making that up) by Sissy Spacek and Tommy Lee Jones. God, I love that movie. I'm telling you, I need a southern accent. Did you know Loretta Lynn had four kids by the time she was 18? I bet they got hives sometimes, too.