Brighter ZZZZZs

Grayson and I participated in this activity to get out of the room. A change of pace from the playroom down the hall. I figured why not. But, I had never used a sewing machine before. I remember watching my Great Grandma Adeline sew all time, in amazement. NOW I can say I know how. Grayson helped! And not only picked out a design for himself, but Triston too. Space for T and Santa for G.

I met some amazing women that day. The organization began all because a mom suffered right alongside her son. I know what that is like. The group of women I met were truly inspirational. Visit their website and learn all about it, and how you can help if you choose. I would be happy to deliver any kits at the hospital if you want free delivery ;)

http://www.conkerrcancer.org/

And here is their Holiday newsletter:

http://mim.io/bf528

I had no idea our pics would be posted. I just thought they were taking pics for their own journaling and would send them via email to me. Well, they did that and then some. I am touched. The Chicago chapter correspondent also contacted me to thank me and wish us happy holidays and a happy birthday to the boys. Too sweet. We are so blessed by the amazing people that have entered our lives in what could be such a scary place, and instead we call it our second home. Thank you!

Holding up his pillowcase creation!

U British?

C'mon break out your British accent and repeat after me....HAAAAAAAHHHMMM

That is what Grayson calls any round piece of lunchmeat-ham. The past 3 weeks he has been on a bologna kick, oh sorry, "ham" kick and this is how much he loves it:

We tried not to pee our pants as he declared "Taa Daaa" in the middle of dinner last night ( a feat in and of itself for all of us to be at the table together these days, it felt right and well missed). I take a look and there he had his bologna holding high onto the edge of the table! Nut! And he was so proud of himself, the ultimate magic trick. Even Triston was laughing. Then he proceeded to kiss the bologna (see above).

I am totally grossed out by bologna so this is quite the sight for me. And to think weeks ago he was dipping it into ranch dressing. Gross. But somehow he makes it look cute, huh?

Our precautions

When I arrived home from the hospital Friday Triston had a fever of 102. Since then we added another symptom-diarrhea that began yesterday. So far none today-thank goodness.

As you can imagine, our parent brains go into overdrive when we KNOW there is a virus going around the house. It is bad enough we are always on crazy germ watch w/ Grayson but it is even more difficult when someone in the house is attacked. I have been lyslol-ing (yes, that is a word...in my personal dictionary) and cracking windows and running humidifiers all weekend. And with the boys' bday party approaching I cannot help but pray it is all cleared up and no one else is bothered with it before then.

This is what we don when ANYONE is not up to par in this house:

Gotta say-he looks really cute in it, don't he? He insists on wearing it because his "white blood cells aren't working today and I don't want to get Grayson sick."
That's my boy!