Poor Sickie

Thad is sick. The Dr. confirmed it yesterday. Two ears are infected and he has bronchialitis (sp?).

Tuesday I let him stay in his pjs all day, figuring that's what I would want to do if I was sick! Look what popped out by mid-day!

He is a growing boy! He's still only 8 months, but I guess it's time to break out the 12-18 month pajamas. (though I'm so tempted to buy those darling striped Hannah Andersson pjs)

Here he is sleeping just moments ago. I'm hoping for more of this!

Until then we're doing albuterol every 4 hours round the clock, antibiotics and motrin.

I love taking care of my baby.

But if your fedex and you knock on my door at 11am and I'm still in my bathrobe, please don't judge me!

Happy Momma's Day!

I gotta admit. I've been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Today was the first time I had a kid who participates in the musical number on Mothers day at church. I was so proud to have Dallin join Primary at the front of the room! And up until today, I always thought it was the kids who initiated the waving hello to their moms.

I confess. I waved first.

I couldn't help it; he's too darn cute.

Not that he didn't spend the rest of mothers day asking for, whining about watching movies, sneaking candy and not eating his good food, etc., etc...
At the end of the day he said to me "Mom, where's your mothers day present?" I asked, "I don't know, did you get me a present?!"

Dallin: "Oops, I forgot."

Thanks to my hubby for the BLTs, peanut butter cookies, and a nice nap. Happy Mother's Day!