I went to the dentist last week because I’ve been complaining of a tooth hurting. Turns out I’m just getting my last set of molars. I was very good and opened wide to let the dentist see and count my teeth. They even showed Mommy and I how to brush with a big toothbrush and an elephant.
I had a good time with Grammie and Papa this weekend. I was sad when I came home from school on Tuesday and they were gone. =(
I’ve been breaking out around my nose and mouth for almost a week now. Mommy finally got an appointment at the doctor and took me today because it wasn’t getting better. It started with chapped lips. I love chapstick by the way! Then one day at school last week I woke up from nap with a few spots (some by the eye) and a few by the mouth. It just keeps getting worse and now I have sores on the edge of my mouth that hurt me when I eat my favorite fruit (oranges). Mommy thought it might be impetigo but then when my teachers at daycare told her my blanket was missing and they had been using a different blanket she thought maybe it was that (still might have been). The doctor didn’t know what it was but because my throat was red and step is going around she ran a test. It came back negative so she gave us a prescription for a cream to try and said I have to go back if it doesn’t show some improvement by Friday.
Mommy picked me up from school and took me straight to the doctor. She brought me an apple juice and some Wheat Thins for snack while we waited. I was really excited to have a real big boy bottle of apple juice. I was really good at the doctor so Mommy let me play for awhile on the playground outside. 
When we got home from the doctor we colored a little. I have no idea how the marker got on my face or hands. I did not at any point try eating it. If you don’t believe me watch the video below to hear my side of the story. 
This was how my face looked tonight (actually much better then it has been) before Mommy put on the medicine. She’s going to watch it and see if it gets any better.
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