Thursday, March 29, 2012

March...in a nutshell

So I guess we should look at a bit of March.  A LOT as happend.  A. LOT.  Cameron got his second set of tubes and his adneiod out.  He has been sick for the entire month.  The boys have learned to ask "What's that mommy?" over and over without taking a breath.  And I turned 30!  Here are some of the photo highlights of the month. 








** He was asking "What's this mommy?"  It was a picture of a basketball. 







 This was Cameron's plate.

 And this was Owen's plate.
Enough Said.

 He was crying because The Lion King was over.


 When they say "cheese," these are the faces that I usually get.  So freaking cute!


 The morning at the hospital.  Cameron came back with an IV and a little bit of morphine on board.  I had no idea that he was going to be getting an IV.  Ignorance was bliss in this situation.  If I knew he would be getting an IV and pain meds I would of been sitting there freaking out more than I already was.  Anyways, he got back to the room after an HOUR and I was able to sit and hold him while he slept on my lap.  It was a wonderful 30 more minutes.  Hopefully this helps him turn a corner and he doesn't need tubes for the third time!

2/26...HOLY MOLY

THIS WAS WRITTEN ON 2/26.  I NEVER WENT BACK TO FINISH.  I DECIDED TO NOT EVEN GO BACK AND READ BUT INSTEAD POST THE PICTURES....AND WHATEVER WAS WRITTEN...HALF FINISHED.  AHHH....SUCH IS LIFE

1. I am writing the blog
I know, I know....it has been awhile.  And trust me.  You will be disappointed in the few pictures that I will be posting.  They sucks.  BUT good news...I am updating a bit of information about our lives.  It has been a rollercoaster of 2012 for me.  It will be interesting to see what else in has in store!


A quick note about this picture.  The boys argue about where I sit on the couch and who gets to sit next to me and cuddle with me.  Cameron usually doesn't mind sitting alone so when he actually asks I feel bad not choosing to sit next to him.  Owen starts to cry a bit more dramatic so at the same time I want him to stop.  Oh...the life of a mom.  Hahaha


2. Play dates