Tor vs. Hand-Foot-Mouth

I'd hoped to fashion a long, newsy post this week, but all activities in our house have been put on hold while Mr. T suffers through the self-limiting scourge of hand-foot-mouth disease. He had a fever Monday, and we learned from day care that another girl had come down with the virus. By Tuesday morning he was refusing to eat anything because of the blisters inside his mouth and throat (and ugh--the breath! the breath!). So he's been subsisting on chocolate milk, melted ice cream, and painkillers for the last day and a half. Doctor's orders. Today his hand and foot vesicles are in bloom too, so we hope that in another two days he'll be on the mend.

I'd hoped to use our new Halloween cookie cutters with him today, but since virus cookies are right under smallpox blankets on the list of presents that turn your friends into enemies, we'll wait.