The Aftermath of Sick

Taking a kid to the doctor is kind of like taking your car to the mechanic...it never seems to do for them what it did for you.
Today when I took Carson to the doctor there was no fever, no green boogers, no tears. He seemed like a happy kid with just a runny nose. So he's on his way to well. In the aftermath of sick, there was a lot of work to do today.
Scrubbing.
Spraying.
Washing.
Washing sheets, clothes and dun, dun, dun....Carson's beloved Wocket and Teddy.
He was NOT happy about his two buddies swooshing around in the washer. We checked on them to make sure they were okay.
Twice.
When they came out of the dryer he examined them carefully, sniffed them , hugged them and he's been carrying them around all evening. Then we read the best book for a bedtime story: "Little Rabbit Gets Messy" by Kathleen Amant. It's about little rabbit lovey that gets covered in pea soup and has to be washed. Adorable.
Tonight Carson is sleeping on clean sheets with a sweet-smelling-back-to-their-original-color Wocket and Teddy. Can't beat that.