Today we took a fairly major excursion out of Charleston. It was going to be a 2 day affair, but was cut down to one when George came down with a 103.4 fever. He kept falling asleep in the back seat and was definitely not himself. We panicked and called his California pediatrician, and when he didn't get back to us in 2 minutes (it was more like 10), we called Tom's sister (a doctor herself) and began driving probably too fast towards a town we knew would have a hospital. Thank goodness we were reassured by Rebecca, and then by George's pediatrician too when he did call.
It was a virus. The Tylonel kicked in, the fever went down and he began to act more and more like himself. Within an hour he was calling out "Schtinkin' cheese."
"Schtinkin' Cheese." Schtinkin Cheese was coined by Cole about twenty minutes earlier. He dropped the coveted pop-up "Star Wars" book on the ground and, sensing that we were all REALLY tired of picking it up, screamed out "Schtinkin Cheese!"
"What's that?" asked Tom from the driver's seat.
"The Star Wars book," I said, seeing where Cole was pointing.
"No!" said Cole "It MEANS pick up the Star Wars book."
George still seemed to be asleep at this time, but when Cole dropped the book again, George screamed out, yep, you got it:
"Schtinkin' cheese!"
We were all very relieved. He is currently back in fine George form and instead of sleeping (as he should have been) was teaching Cole a Lollipop song that Grandma taught him about an elephant and a hat... It ends with "Haaaaa," with your voice rising at the end.
P.S. Upon reflection, Tom and I believe that the etymology of "Schtinkin' Cheese" is George's amazing imitation of Charlie Chaplin imitating Hitler in "The Great Dictator"... "Schtunkin!" George yells out periodically, twisting his lips to the side and raising his eyebrows like a maniac.
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