Taking the Scenic Route

My little sick one

How is it that kids can still manage to be cute, even when sick?  Grown-ups sure aren’t. lol.

We are trying to get Zane to blow his nose.  He is getting closer, but not quite there yet.  He doesn’t get runny/stuffy noses very often, so it isn’t something he can practice.  He comes and gets a kleenex (using the term loosely…we don’t usually have ‘actual’ kleenex in the house and usually just use toilet paper) and wipes his nose.  When I try to teach him how to blow he watches me very seriously as I blow my nose, and tries to imitate it.  I tell him to first try to blow through his mouth (he repeats), now, close your mouth and blow through your nose (closes his mouth, gets a look of utter concentration on his face, then ever so slightly opens his lips to make an “f” sound).  So, he is mostly going around wiping his nose, making the “f” sound at the same time.  It does actually sound a lot like blowing your nose.  lol.

I (obviously) use some disposable/convenience things in my house.  (I do not feel like washing snot rags when I am already sick)  However, there is one convenience product that I will not be using.  Remember the Vick’s Vapor Rub you rub into your chest when you are all congested?  (I wanted Mentholatum because that is what my mom used, but I couldn’t find it)  Well, they have been advertising a patch you just stick on your chest like a band-aid.  That just seems wrong to me.  One of the ‘good memories’ I have about being sick as a kid was mom sitting on the edge of my bed, rubbing that stuff on my chest for a while and talking to me.  It felt so good and I felt so cared about.  I think her sticking a band-aid thing on my chest would have really missed a wonderful nurturing moment.  Now, as a mom, after only a few times of doing this, Zane already gets a little smile on his sniffily little face as I rub the stuff into his chest.  I can’t imagine missing that.