Ho, Ho, Oh, no!

It is officially Christmas! We have decorated the house, hung the lights outside, the cards are ready to go (as soon as someone addresses them...) and now, we have talked to the big guy. Ashley was sooooo excited to go see Santa this year. She totally knew how cool he was. She wasn't scared in the least. In fact, the minute she saw him face to face, she proudly proclaimed that she wanted a "Caillou movie". (Yes, she watches too much t.v. Yes, I am a bad parent for that. I'm over it.) We waited entirely too long for our thirty second meeting with the man in red, but that's ok. It's what you do as a mom. One more Christmas box is checked. And nothing makes me happier than checked boxes.
What did not make me happy is what ensued over the next few days...
It all started the day we went to see Santa. When Ashley woke up from her nap too early and complained that her ear hurt I blamed it on her 2 year molars busting through...
After a cranky Wednesday, a sleepless Wednesday night and puking in the car on the way to school Thursday, it began to dawn on me that this might not be just her molars. So, we went to the doctor (once I cleaned the banana yogurt puke off of her, me, and the car. YUK)
She was diagnosed with her first ear infection- and you know it's not good when the doctor takes a look and says, "wow, that does not look good." and it wasn't. She had a fever over 101 all day Thursday and puked two more times. She laid on the couch literally the whole day, and for those of you that know my child well this is very, very, oh so very unlike her. She was pitiful. :(
But after a few days of antibiotics and a lot of Motrin she is on the mend. She has begun coughing though which freaks me out when I have several friends whose babies have RSV and pneumonia. I pray that she will push through and be fully better soon.
I guess when she saw Santa Tuesday she should have asked for a bill of good health instead of a movie... I will be sure to remind her next year to choose wisely.