Yup, add "disease" to the end and that's what Skip's got. Gross! Actually, it's not the end of the world. Though it's relatively uncommon in adults, it's not terrible, and it will (most likely) go away on it's own. He noticed a funny red rash on his hands yesterday, so he figured he would get it checked out to make sure it wasn't anything really bad. No medications or anything for it, he's just got to keep an eye on it. And we've got to keep an eye on Preston to make sure nothing happens with him, either.
Speaking of Preston, I forgot to update in my last post that tooth #2 has come in! And, his hair is totally bleached out from being up north. Looks like we've got a little blondie on our hands. He also is at the point where I can put him down standing, and let go-- and he will stand on his own for a couple seconds. It's the coolest thing. But also kind of a funny thing because he is so tiny! He's figured out how to scoot himself a little bit when he's sitting on his butt, and also roll himself to get where he wants. No crawling, though. He manages okay, though, since every morning I will go in to find him with his head at the opposite end of the crib that he started on the night before, and wriggled all the way into the corner of the crib. I've had to move the cord for the wipe warmer since I found him yanking on it the other morning. Oops... I figure it's probably not the best idea to let my child electrocute himself.
In other news, my job is... wait for it... busy!! Holy shitballs! Yup, I've got, count 'em, 13 meetings scheduled between this week and next, and most likely a few more will get scheduled. For me, that's pretty darn productive. We're working on a project where I pretty much do all the interviews with a certain subset of people, so it's keeping me occupied. Thank god. During the summer, it takes all I can muster to keep my mind on my job during the day, and not on the things I could be enjoying outside. So, go me!
Also in other news, Skip got hired on at Meda-Care to be a nurse on the S.T.A.T. rig, which means he will be in charge of the patient care for transports of (mostly) critical patients from one facility to another. And the pay ain't bad, either, so this is a good thing. He'll be busier, but that man lives and breathes busy.
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