Inadvertently, Katya has come up with the title for Thomas Friedman's next book. It happened yesterday ...
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Katya has been under the weather the last couple of days (for that matter, Orlando has been under the weather the last couple of days; this morning, finally we got to say hello to the Sun after a two-day hiatus). As school is reopening on Monday, Mrs. Porcupyn and I decided that we might as well get her checked by the doctor to ensure she is fit to go to school.
After checking out Katya, the doctor gave me a prescription for her and added: "Make sure she is hydrated. no milk, only clear fluids; something flat like ginger ale or gatorade should be fine."
I just double checked with her (the doctor) to verify that I understood what was allowed and what was not allowed. The overarching rules translated to No Dairy and No Soda.
As we were on our long drive back home, based on her next question, I realized that Katya had started feeling hungry: "Appa, can I have a cookie when we get home?"
Porcupyn: "Sure, Katya! But why do you want a cookie?"
Katya: "Didn't you hear what the doctor said? She said that I should have something flat."
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Katya has been under the weather the last couple of days (for that matter, Orlando has been under the weather the last couple of days; this morning, finally we got to say hello to the Sun after a two-day hiatus). As school is reopening on Monday, Mrs. Porcupyn and I decided that we might as well get her checked by the doctor to ensure she is fit to go to school.
After checking out Katya, the doctor gave me a prescription for her and added: "Make sure she is hydrated. no milk, only clear fluids; something flat like ginger ale or gatorade should be fine."
I just double checked with her (the doctor) to verify that I understood what was allowed and what was not allowed. The overarching rules translated to No Dairy and No Soda.
As we were on our long drive back home, based on her next question, I realized that Katya had started feeling hungry: "Appa, can I have a cookie when we get home?"
Porcupyn: "Sure, Katya! But why do you want a cookie?"
Katya: "Didn't you hear what the doctor said? She said that I should have something flat."
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