Diana Lyn said:That means we're all off somewhere causing trouble!![]()
I'm just sitting here waiting patiently for the pediatrician to call me back. We pulled a tick out of Julia's leg last night and while she's totally fine this morning, I need to find out where to send this sucker (pun intended) for analysis. He's got about 10 more minutes and then I'm off to the gym.![]()
Here's hoping you received your return phone call and dropped your friend off where it needed to go. The one tick Cameron had in his ear many years ago freaked me out so much that I just got it off and then dropped it on the floor. So, then I was trying to find it -- I never did. Cameron was fine -- use a lot of alcohol on the site where it attached to Julia.
Let us know what happens.


David mentioned to our server about his allergy and she had the chef come out to our table. He said he'd point out which dishes David couldn't eat from the buffet. But after going past the first two stations where the only dish that didn't have any corriander in it was the fried chicken on the kids station, the chef said he'd make up something special. We totally thought it would be something small and boring, but first David was served a selection of FOUR soups. Then the chef personally brought out David's main course. There was so much food there that it could have fed all of us at the table.



Great news, Julia is totally fine today and her little friend will be mailed off in the morning.
It's amazing the technology that exists. You mail a dead bug off to a lab and they send you a report about it--what type of tick it is, what stage of it's life it was in before Bruce went and murdered it, how much blood it sucked out of my poor baby daughter. They'll even be able to tell me how long it was on her.
I know it's wasn't more than 4 hours because I changed her diaper after her nap and it wasn't there then. 


