Sam's Tongue. Again.

So. We're back to Sam's tongue. It's sore, red and it has ulcers on the end of it. He's whiny, miserable and tired because he was basically up all night. We put him to bed around 8:30 last night and when Eric and I hit the sheets at 10:30, we could hear him crying in his bed! Poor little guy!! Anyhow, this morning the ulcers came out on the tip of his tongue and it has been pretty tender. Now, as the parents of 4 children we didn't run out to the hospital or clinic this time. Instead, we had a conversation over breakfast this morning that went something like this-

Me...."I think he might be allergic to pineapple. He ate pineapple a couple of days ago and complained about his tongue while he was eating it." Eric..."I noticed that he seemed perfectly happy when we let him sit and watch a movie last night." Me..."Yeah...he ate all his breakfast this morning." Eric..."Let's take him to the Nascar Park to keep his mind off of it."

And that's how we ended up at the Nascar Park in Vaughn Mills on a Saturday. With 10,000 other people. For 4 hours. But, you know what? It worked...he didn't whine, cry or complain about his tongue as long as he was operating a moving vehicle! But- now we're home. And if I hear, "Oww! My tongue!" while he flaps his hands and arms one more time.....I just might go back to the Nascar Park.