Good news first, it looks like the chocolate was the culprit, so Joey is looking better and things seem to be headed back to normal (whatever that is with a rapidly growing infant). Gross, but his poop is getting back to the right color, and his diaper rash is all but a distant memory. Bad news, I don’t get to have chocolate for a while. Better to have him healthy than sick though.
Today I went to pick up a prescription from the pharmacy, I occasionally call them a “script.” We went in after I picked up Michael from school, and ran to the store to get my prescription, I dropped off my prescription and we went about browsing the valentines clearance (which was all chocolate, which I’m not getting right now for obvious reasons, and conversation hearts, which I like but had already gotten a big bag for Kevin cause they’re his favorite, by this afternoon). Michael quickly got bored and started trying to steer me back to the pharmacy so that we could get out of there, but they’d told me there was a 30 minute wait. He kept on mumbling something about going and getting my script… I finally stopped and said “What?” and he said, “Come on Mom, let’s go get your scripture and go home!” I explained the difference to him, and that it’d be a little while before we were done. An hour later we picked up Daddy and on the way home I asked Michael what we’d gotten at the store, he said “Candy!” He was partially right, haha. I then asked what we’d gotten at the pharmacy and he said, “Your scripture!” Hehe, he’s so cute!