Diagnosis: Cold

Adrian woke up with Hadley around 6 this morning and she still had 101-degree fever. He then woke me up around 7:45 to say that he thinks we should take her to the urgent care clinic to be on the safe side. Here's what she looked like as we're waiting for the doctor:

Those eyes of hers...so sad! The doctor came in and checked her out. He said her oxygen levels were at 93% and that no one usually ever gets to 100% since we're at such a high altitude in Colorado. He listened to her lungs and there wasn't any fluid in them. All good signs! But it did bring back memories of doctors, and oxygen levels and other scary times. But so far so good with Hadley. He told us if she still has a fever on Monday, then we need to take her to our pediatrician. He was concerned about the blisters on her lips and mentioned Hand, Foot and Mouth disease. Weird. I think Katleyn had that once. So basically, she just has a really bad cold.

Gus can always tell when there's something going on with Hadley and he wants to be near her. So he took a nap with her on the sick couch.

I'm happy to report that as of 6:00 p.m. our time Hadley seems to be doing better. She still has a 101-degree fever, but she's up and around and playing. Hopefully she's on the mend.

Another update: Hadley picked out "The Sound of Music" to watch because we said no more "Annie" and "The Little Mermaid." So to perpetuate the gayness (Adrian's words) I made us take a picture of ourselves because we were all sort of matching today. Can you tell which one of us is not happy taking these pictures? HA!

Sick Baby Girl

Hadley woke up with a nasty cold on Wednesday. It's gotten worse as the week has gone on. I called the pediatrician's office this morning and she said to bring her in if she gets a fever over 100. She didn't have one until tonight before we put her to bed and it was 102. So I think we'll be making a trip to The Children's Hospital Urgent Care clinic in the morning if she's not any better. Her cough also sounds not as loose and more croupy to me. Poor thing. It's so hard to see her sick because she never is like this. She practically fell asleep at the dinner table so Adrian laid her down on the couch and then we finished dinner.

Her poor nose is so raw from all the kleenex's.

Normally we don't let her bring her blankie and Patty (the platypus) downstairs, but since she's on the "sick couch" we made an exception. Abby is in there, too. She never goes anywhere without Abby.

Ponytail

I've been trying to be brave and fix Hadley's hair in a ponytail or pigtails, but her hair is so fine that it ends up falling out into her eyes and it DRIVES.ME.CRAZY. A friend told me that to get the hair to stay in better you should wet it first. So I sprayed her hair with de-tangler this morning and went for the ponytail. (That's a scratch under her eye where she clawed herself the other day.)

Yes, this kid knows how to give dirty looks and roll her eyes--already! I know we shouldn't, but we can't help but laugh at her when she rolls her eyes. It really is funny! I don't think she knows what she's doing when she does it.

Gymnastics

Adrian started taking Hadley to gymanstics at the rec center on Monday's I think about a year ago now? I don't remember when she started. Sometimes if I have a Monday off I get to take her.

We start out by picking out a colored felt circle to sit on. We sing songs and do some floor "exercises."

Then after that everyone takes their turn on the gym apparatus around the room. The little slide always makes Hadley's hair static-y.

This trampoline is one of her favorites!

She doesn't really like to run on this trampoline (I do--it's fun!) but she'll tolerate it. At the other end there's a foam pit that some kids are brave enough to jump into, but Hadley won't. She'll sit down and then scoot her hiney down into it instead.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Hadley and I made some cookies in the heart-shaped pan for Adrian for Valentine's Day. Elmo was Hadley's valentine, as evidenced by her "I Love Elmo" t-shirt.

She has to do everything herself these days and doesn't want any help. So she was quite the "helper" while baking cookies. Funny how she refused to let ME help HER pick out pants to go with her Elmo shirt. I guess it wasn't a battle I was going to fight that day!

Happy Valentine's Day, Daddy!