Miss Gwyneth was up all night complaining about a sore throat. Given our history of strep in this house, a doctors appointment was made for bright and early the next day. 

Strep test came back negative. The doctor did not confirm or deny it was hand food and mouth when she took a look at the sores in her throat. She did look a bit skeptical of my parenting skills when she asked if Gwyneth had been exposed recently and I said oh yeah, while we were on vacation. Ding, ding, ding…took my little brain a little too long to make that connection. 

Ah well, she did say once you are exposed you rarely get it again so we can mark that off our to do list. She bounced back fast and was outside playing by that evening. I’m not going to say she was milking it a bit, but she did get to stay home with me, and eat junk all day, and watch tv all day, and wear several fancy dresses.  I think she made this little virus work for her. 

It wouldn’t be a trip to the doctor without a fancy dress. We can’t leave the house these days without a fancy dress and tennis shoes.  She is not at all impressed with my wardrobe of tshirts and sweat pants and actually tried to pick out a formal dress from my closet the other day for me to wear. I’m waiting for the What Not To Wear van to show up at my house from a sneaky little tip off from my baby girl.