The Daily Digital Photo
Chronicling the life of Clayton and Spenser, with memories of Scooter

April 28, 2008

Phillip slept late on Saturday and when I went upstairs to get dressed he was still in bed, with Spenser by his side. "Spenser has parasites," he announced. I heard this as "Spenser is a parasite." "Yes, dear," I agreed (why not?), as I examined the contents of my t-shirt drawer. "No, really, LOOK!" he said, and pointed to what looked like pieces of uncooked rice on the sheet. I thought back to when Clayton was about two. "That looks like tapeworms!" I announced, pleased as punch with my diagnosis. I found an empty prescription bottle, collected some of the evidence, got dressed and drove off to the vet. Just me and the tapeworm segments, I didn't think Spenser was required. And he wasn't. My diagnosis was correct, both boys were treated with a single dose of tapeworm killer, and hopefully we can put all of this behind us, ha ha.

After the tapeworm adventure I spent the rest of Saturday annotating some of my vacation photographs and here are the results. I hope you'll get a little bit of vicarious Jamaican mellow.