These two loved on each other all morning. Then I took Teague to the doctor and learned he has Hand, Foot, Mouth (again). Oops.
Teague had been complaining of his mouth hurting, which should have been a red flag. Instead I ignored it for a few meals before I realized that is what happened this past summer with Hand, Foot, Mouth. I normally wouldn’t have done anything about it except that Teague had surgery scheduled in Boston for next week. I took him to the doctor hoping it was something that could be treated with antibiotics and surgery could still happen. Nope. Viral and surgery has to be postponed to November.