We were blessed with a glorious two weeks off. Based on several doctor's opinions, we also chose to get Shepard's tonsils out. Ugh.
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| He wanted to nap in the den on the floor...sweet little thing. |
Bless his little heart, he most likely caught some kind of "bug" at the same time as the surgery. Without going through a play-by-play, we had a full eight days of Christmas that involved forced medicine (every trick known to man or beast), begging him to eat/drink, a late-night/early-morning trip to the children's ER in Charlotte, begging him to eat or drink some more, fevers, worry, prayer...and Christmas gifts.
That about sums up our vacation.
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| Nap close-up |
We were able to get down to Greenville for the Jones family Christmas, and seeing Grandma, the cousins and the gang did seem to cheer him up.
I think I have some pretty sweet videos of the kiddos opening gifts, but my video camera is currently MIA.
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| Grandma cuddles |
He got some amazing gifts and seems to still like all of them. He hasn't quite taken to the Mr. Potato Head like I thought he would, but perhaps he just needs more eye and funny mouth options.
We were at Grandma's for Christmas morning, so his mommy-and-daddy gifts were ready. By this point, he had "gotten" the idea of ripping open the paper, and was ready to unwrap everything he saw.
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| He ate a cake pop! We were just excited he ate something. |
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| "My own computer!" |
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| Christmas morning cartoons |
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| "My school bus!" |
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| "Let's have a picnic!" (I was hoping that the plastic food would awaken his hunger...) |
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| Chutes and Ladders! |
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| All this present-opening has made me sleepy. |
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