what’s on top of our heads in the coming few days . . .


… thanks pop
On the first week of March, I had invited about twenty adults and children for his 4th birthday. It had been a courageous act on my part and total confidence on papa who would have done all the grocery shopping. See, party was supposed to be on Sunday, March 30, but since I work on Saturday, I would have entrusted everything on papa to find all the ingredients for pinoy recipes, not to mention cleaning the flat upside down. Although I said I had full confidence on my partner, still it would have been a riot.
BUT, Party was cancelled. On his big day, he was rather not in the mood, had less appetite, and just sitting in front of TV, half lost. He was not his usual boisterous-let’s-fight-let’s-play-dinosaur self. He complaint of stomach upset. But when we asked him if it was painful he said no. The absence of cold, fever and cough made me wonder what was wrong with him. He was not in pain, but he was also weak.
On the night of 28th, the fever finally came out. I had baked some cakes for his classmates as they had scheduled the following day a little party at the school for the three children, David included. In the morning, he was still feverish, although it lowered down as soon as I gave him the medicine. I called the teacher to ask if it was possible for David to come over just to blow his candles with his friends and then return home afterwards. I brought the party hats, plates et al, and as it was, they were just waiting for us.
It was over after 30 minutes. David wanted to stay a bit, and the teacher said it was ok. Pa had taken the leave that day, which was a comfort really. By mid-day the school called telling pa that David was feverish. He called the “SOS medecin” (emergency doctor), and we found out that he had a throat infection which was contagious. David had to be isolated from other children for at least two days.
The Sunday party with our friends was cancelled. Still, I had to use all the stuff I bought for his dinosaur theme party. He helped me decorating and was enjoying himself.
The pictures speak for themselves.