Weekend recap

Well, apparently there is a problem with uploading pictures on Blogger at the moment. Too bad, as I have some very cute ones for you. I will try again later, but for now, you'll have to settle for text only.

Hello again folks. Well, I didn’t make it back to you on Monday as promised, but I’m here today. That has to count for something. I have been working to clear my desk so as not to cause trouble by leaving something undone because it got buried and forgotten. That has happened and almost happened too many times recently. So I have been busy but rather bored as far as work goes.

The weekend was as wonderful as I expected. Big Bird and her nephew D arrived Friday evening and stayed until about noon on Sunday. She had a bad episode with her breathing on the way here, but D was a big HERO! At only 10 years old he had the maturity and intelligence to not only stay calm, but to get out her oxygen, figure out how it worked, put it on her and turn it on, then reassure her and calm her while she recovered from the episode. Can I just say D, I LOVE YOU! You deserve an award, honey!

For the rest of the weekend everything went well. For the most part we just hung out together and enjoyed one another’s company. We played some pool and air hockey and cards. J soaked up lots of love and attention. He and D were instant buddies. D was amazing with him! They played and loved, and acted silly and laughed. Once when J was being very fussy and I had tried everything I knew how to get him to sleep, D came into the room, and because I didn’t want him to act playful when I was trying to calm J, I said, “I’m trying to get him to sleep.” The little booger just looked up at me and said, “It’s not working out so well, is it?” Then J noticed him there and suddenly went quiet. He was mesmerized, so I left the room while he wasn’t paying attention to me. Next thing I knew, here came little D into the living room telling me “shhhhh.” Yep, he put the baby to sleep. Um, can I keep this kid for, oh, a couple years!!!!! He was an absolute joy to have around, and I hope he comes back to visit me again.

In other news, J has been drinking much less milk lately despite all our efforts. He seems to have some more teeth trying to come in and it is bothering him. He does not like to take his bottle. We consulted with the doctor, and they asked that he be brought in for a weight check. They checked him over and said that all is well and they are satisfied that we are doing all we should by being persistent, using cups, bottles, whatever to get the milk in the tummy, and cutting out juice for now and cutting back on solids. So the official word is that now J weighs 21 pounds, 12 ounces and is 29 inches long! Whew! No wonder I groan every time I stand up with him in my arms!