Veronica has pinkeye again, and still has a nasty cough. She hates her eyedrops, even though she loves the blown-up photo of bacteria that now serves as the wallpaper on our computer. She sees the picture and says "Dat what eye drops kill!", proving that she's listened to Jason's little science lesson but hasn't exactly put it into theory. Or maybe she LIKES the idea of little creatures living on her eyeballs, even if they're causing her eyes to hurt. She does like monsters...

I wanted to write today about something unrelated to Veronica's health, just one of her little idiosycransies that I thought to be normal - or didn't think of at all, actually - until I heard and saw otherwise. It's nothing big. It's just this: You will rarely, if ever, see Veronica without something in her hands. It's usually a toy, sometimes something large, like her bear, or sometimes something small, like her 4-inch-tall Dora dolls or the like. If it's something small, you can bet she has more than one. Sometimes she crams as many toys as she can into her hands, and will ask you to hold them if she needs to free her hands up for something else (like a beverage or something of greater interest.) If toys are not available, or just not interesting her at the moment, it will be something else. Straws. Rocks. Marker caps. Crayons. Whatever it is, she's got to have SOMETHING in her grip. Just wanted to mention it so I don't forget it.

One result of her hand-held hoarding is a nice little combination that she does now with the marker caps and the crayons: She sticks the crayon into an upside-down cap, then sticks another one on top. Now the crayon's wearing "a dress" or "pants," along with a hat. (She designates what they're wearing, I can't see the rhyme or reason in it yet.) But more importantly, now she can carry more stuff at once. It's adorable, and like most things about Veronica, it's confusing if you think about it. Best not to do so, and just enjoy her little eccentricity while it lasts. :-)