Thanks for all of the great feedback on the flu shots. I hadn't even considered the mist and that is definitely something I'll ask about when the kids go in for their check-up, next month. We try to avoid needles, at all costs since the last time our children went in for their vaccinations, it took four adults to hold down one child. They've been traumatized ever since.
More importantly, I've been traumatized, ever since.
The flu really worries me since I do recall having it and being unable to move for almost a week. The last time I had a vaccination against it, we had three preemies at home. Both Charlie and I went in to receive the shot and within a day, Charlie was totally incapacitated. He told me that the reaction that he had to the inoculation was probably worse than the virus itself, so he was willing to take his chances and would never do it, again.
The children are still very sick, coughing like I've never heard them cough before. They've been up all night, coughing. Despite the Vicks and the cough suppressants and the humidifier running 24/7. They've also had temperatures in the 102 range. While they did have a sudden burst of energy this morning, once I called the school, within an hour they were crashed out and stayed down for the rest of the day. My poor little dears. I'm really sorry to see them feeling so terrible, but certainly used their "downtime" to get a load of things done today.
It's remarkable how efficient you can be when your children are camped out on a couch watching movies for 12 hours, straight.
Alright, throw on a log ... I've got another campfire question. This question surrounds what your children call people, and what children (other than your own) call you?
For example, in San Diego, with the exception of their doctors, the children referred to all adults by their first name. Or, if it was a more formal situation (i.e., Montessori or Sunday school), they referred to the teachers by Ms. or Mr. First Name.
When I was a child, I remember calling adults by their last name. But it never seemed like the thing to do in California. We had one friend - and one friend only - who would insist that their children would call us by our last names. Since titles were an important issue for this family, we requested that our children reciprocate the formality. Which, initially confused the kids because they couldn't understand why the mother AND the father had the same name?
Now, we live in Virginia. And everyone ... every single person we've met ... goes by their last name. The teachers in school. The neighbors. The bus driver. The mailman. I don't mind at all, it's just a noticeable shift in the way that we've been asking our children to address people and how children are now addressing me.
Our children seem to be fine with it, although it can be a little tricky when we meet people with a last name like Horwechezters.
"Mr. Ho... Mr. Hor... Mr. Horwickysister?"
"Uh. Can we just call you Mr. H?"
In all honesty, it's very odd for me to introduce myself to a child by my last name. It definitely seems that once kids start calling you by your last name, you're a bona fide adult. And since all the children in the neighborhood are calling me Mrs., I swear I've aged at least 30 years. I've got more wrinkles on my face and my hair is turning white.
I suspect this formality is a regional thing.
What's it like where you live?
Or better yet, what do you prefer?