Everything was perfect. The weather (the week before there was a sudden storm), the venue, the party favors, the program, the people - the kids with their painted faces and the food. Except for Riley. He had fever and colds. Turns out he had 3 Day Fever a.k.a. Roseola Infantum a.k.a Tigdas Hangin. It's NOT measles. It's symptoms are like measles - fever, swollen glands, cough, colds and then yesterday, he had the rashes..all 101 million of them (according to Jayjay). He was the red spotted baby the day after his party.
I'll post the pix tomorrow. Thank you so much for coming! Though Rye was crying, we practiced how he'd blow the cake, how he'd smile and make beautiful eyes to his guests and clap his hands and do the close open baduy thing..He'd do all of those but Roseola ruined it. Wrong timing..
But he was happy. He was still spitting at the guests and he was pointing at Popeye and Olive.
Thank you God. Now that he's one, he's making it known by making the initial toddler tantrums..
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