Wouldn't you know it...

We're about to go on vacation.
Of course, I would have to throw a doctor's visit onto the long list of things I need to do. (Like Chad, you're probably wondering why I'm blogging & not crossing things off my list...Well. Just because.)

Thrush. Nasty, nasty, nasty. Cailyn has it again, and unfortunately, it hit me pretty hard this time too. I thought people were clearly exaggerating about the pain...but, oh. No. I am fully aware of the pain now. Yikes! I just hope that I'm feeling better before we leave on Monday, and that Cailyn is feeling better too. Poor baby. Mommy's leaving her for a week and her mouth hurts. Double whammy.

The main reason I'm here is to share Cailyn's newest word with you. It's quite ironic that she has Thrush & started saying this word over the last few days.

She fell down, immediately started crying (which, by the way - Sandy/Bob/Mom, Cailyn speaks Whinese. She cries after every tiny bump/fall/general occurrence. Don't be alarmed. She's just a delicate little flower).
And I respond like I always do, with "Uh-oh! You're okay!" Carys responded perfectly to this age - Cailyn....not so much. (Nature vs. Nurture? Um, yeah. I'm doing things basically the same - yet I have 2 very different little personalities in this house....very interesting the way children take different traits from the same behaviors being taught.)

Off topic - sorry...

She fell, she cried.
Me: Uh-Oh! You're okay.
Cailyn: {wailing}
Me: Okay, come here. Let's see your boo-boo....
She stops crying, immediately. Points to her leg. And says, "BOOB!"

So she left off the last "-oo" of boo-boo. I laughed so hard, and she just keeps saying it, and looking at me with the funniest expression.

I certainly hope she doesn't shout "BOOB!" the next time we're outside.
Neighbor will surely question my parenting skillzzz.