One other thing ... the girl is a flirt. A shameless flirt.
Case in point -- Betsy had a pretty rough weekend with a runny nose, a bad cough, and general malaise. Saturday night was bad, and last night was worse. She was up all night and by this morning I was fairly certain that something else was up.
I took her in to see our pediatrician today. She was whiny and clingy the whole way there, with red puffy eyes and the most precious, pitiful sniffle you've ever heard.
We were waiting in the exam room, and a medical student walked in. A male medical student, who, admittedly, was young and handsome. And, boy, did Betsy make a miraculous recovery! All of a sudden she was smiling, giggling, reaching out to wave at him, and even pulling her patented move where she buries her head in my shoulder like she's being shy, only to turn back slightly, grin, and bat her eyelashes.
And the whole time, I'm trying to explain to the doctor that yes, she's been fussy and lethargic. When our beloved pediatrician came in, she started to realize that she was at the doctor (the same place she got her flu shot last week -- ouch) and after all the poking and prodding, she couldn't keep up the flirting any more and finally collapsed back into tears and coughs.
Turns out she does have a double ear infection and we'll try to get her back to normal by the time we leave for Shanghai next Friday.
In the meantime, a note to Thomas -- keep kissing that picture, sweet boy. We'll try to keep her from flirting with other boys. Wish us luck.
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