Chicken pox, to be exact. I had been dithering about getting the girls vaccinated against chicken pox because I'd heard that the vaccine only confers immunity for 7 to 10 years, and I was weighing the benefits of having them vaccinated now and perhaps coming down with the chicken pox while they were teens and suffering far more than they would if they got it now, or not vaccinating them and hoping they'd get it as kids and getting it over with. Well, nature just made my mind up for me.
Rae woke up covered with spots. Leah has just 2, but they're huge.
I have to go upstairs now, and get snacks and drinks, take temperatures and see if Tylenol is necessary, play Uno and watch Aladdin and the King of Thieves, and all the other things you need to do when your kids are sick. That's why this post is a bit on the thin side. So, I'll try to make up for it by leaving you with this picture that I found when surfing through Facebook. Apparently it's in Windsor, Ontario (and if any of you know where exactly, I'd like to know). Isn't this just the most Canadian sign EVER??
Update: Leah is up to 7 spots now, but seems to be sicker than Rachel, who has roughly double the number of spots that she had when the above picture was taken. Rachel is fine. Benadryl has taken care of the itching, and it's not too hot this weekend, TG. She has no fever (though Leah does) and is her usual rambunctious self. We have lots of videos and books and Rae and I even went in the pool for a swim yesterday afternoon. All in all, it isn't that bad. They are pouting this morning though, because I won't take them to the Farmers' Market for our usual Saturday morning breakfast. They also have new nicknames -- Rae is Spot and Leah is Dot.
Thank you for all the lovely comments and well wishes.