We are only 13 days into 2010, but it feels like 300. It is amazing what a new year will bring.
The first thing the new year brought was new curtains for Caleb’s room. The “little house in the hood” has SO many windows and Caleb’s room alone has four pretty good-sized windows. We thought it would be best to get some “blackout” curtains to replace the shears that he did have. We headed off to four (yes, I said four) different Targets to find enough curtain panels for our little prince (ok…we got new curtains for our room too). I just hope Caleb is smart and can get a good scholarship to pay for his college education, because we are spending his tuition money now!
The pictures that follow don’t really showcase the curtains…I was actually taking a picture of the magnificent tower I made with Caleb’s Legos, but the curtains are in the background.
For those of you who don’t know by now, we took our precious baby to get a CT scan on January 4th to see why his little handsome head was not becoming a big handsome head. Caleb’s doctor was concerned that the sutures (the cracks in his head) had fused together too soon. If that had been the case, they would have had to create new cracks in order to have room for his brain to grow. Thankfully, the results of the CT scan were normal. The most traumatic thing about the day was having to have Caleb sedated for the procedure.
Below are a few pictures of Caleb in his hospital gown…
Sorry this one is a little blurry, but I thought it was funny that his diaper was sticking out the back of the gown.
One terrifically terrible thing that 2010 brought to us was V.O.M.I.T. (Very Obvious Monumental Intestinal Terror). Allison had to take a 4-day course (Advances in Nursing Physical Assessment of the Adult) in order to register for her next semester of graduate school. The daycare only took Caleb for two days, so I graciously and sacrificially took two days off work to watch my baby boy. Well, that was one mistake I will not likely do again! Bright and early Thursday morning Caleb and I awoke with plans of a fun father and son day. We were having a great time until VOMIT hit. When I say it hit, I mean it really hit. It not only hit the fan, it hit the floor, it hit the ceiling, it went down my back, it went up my front, it went around my head and I am absolutely sure that it went up my nose. As soon as I got poor sick Caleb cleaned up, another wave would pound down on us. The poor boy was SO sick. Caleb endured two days of the VOMIT and not only was he sick, he was sick and tired of us pushing Pedialyte like it was the new “crack”. I think that is why he decided to infect the rest of the family.
Allison got sick on Saturday morning and she emptied the contents of her stomach a few times over the very long day. I, being the incredible husband and father that I am, nursed both my wife and son back from the brink, only to succumb to a similar illness on Sunday. I am only going to say that I did not throw up at all and yet still had the V.O.M.I.T. (Very Obvious Monumental Intestinal Terror).
Below is a family picture my wife took on Sunday afternoon...you can see me in the background lying on what I thought was my deathbed.
Thankfully, my family survived. In celebration of our triumph over the dreaded pox that infested our home, my wife did the only thing she knew would help. She taught Caleb to do… the fishy-face.
I celebrated the only way I knew, by disinfecting the source. Enjoy a few (ok…seven) pictures of the disinfecting process…
I hope the first 13 days of 2010 has been as exciting for you fellow bloggers as the bountiful bastion of bliss brought forth during the baker's dozen days in our 2010.
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