My son woke me up to tell me that he had the "chicken pops." No, that is not a typo. As he was scratching his arms, my son said, "Mommy, I have chicken pops!" I told him to let me see. He did. I told him, "Those are not chicken pox, they are mosquito bites."
He insisted what he was scratching were "chicken pops."
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