Until the spots showed up...
Once the thrill of actually having the pox wore off he began begging for a "Chicken Box Party" of his own so that he could give the pox away. Even in his misery he is so cute!
So, we did what any good parents would do, we threw him a party to celebrate his Chicken Box, with something that hasn't been in our house for over 3 months: macaroni!!!! (Don't worry, it was organic... in case you were wondering.) I'm not sure what Eli was more excited for, the macaroni, or the idea that we weren't "doing a raw diet" anymore. He was really excited.
Although Silas wasn't really sure why we were spoiling him so, he was pretty pleased as well.
They were both just as excited about the raw chocolate dessert as they were about the macaroni.
I remember when I got the chicken pox my Aunt Liz brought over a felt story book. I don't remember the misery of it, although I'm sure it was miserable, but I do remember that book. Maybe tomorrow I need to sneak out of this sick house and buy Eli something special, even more special than the macaroni!