For this child I prayed, and the LORD has granted me my petition that I made to him. 1 Samuel 1:27

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Strep

Our week started off normally, until Strep found Luke.  He woke up from his nap Monday afternoon with a fever.  He had no other symptoms, so I put him to bed that night thinking it was teething.  He woke up Tuesday with a fever again, so off we went to see Pam.  He had Strep.  We picked Sam up from Nana's and headed home.  All day, Sam was acting irritable and whiny, and I knew what was coming.  He woke up from his nap with 103 fever.  Thankfully, Pam's office called him in an antibiotic without us having to go back in.  So we stayed in the house the rest of the week.  It wasn't nearly as bad as I expected, though.  Luke really only had that one day of fever and then he was fine. Sam's was worse.  I couldn't get his fever to break until Wednesday morning.  He was so miserable because of the fever, and he kept waking up.  Once it broke Wednesday, he was on the mend.  He was funny about his fever.  He told Sean Tuesday morning that he had a boo boo fever and he needed a bandaid.  Then he told me later in the day that he had a fever and that I made him sick when I spanked him.  Ha!  Later on, he said, "Pam will help my fever.  I need to go see her when I wake up." (He didn't understand why Luke went to the doctor and he didn't.)  When Sean got home that day, he said, "Daddy, my fever is right here," pointing to his shoulder.  Then he said it was in his leg, too.  He is so funny.

Sean had to work Saturday, so we made the best of it by playing outside.  They hadn't been out all week, so they loved it.  We didn't do much the rest of the weekend, except can vegetables and play outside.  We've got one more week until school starts back, and we're going to enjoy every minute of it.







Luke is all business when it comes to food.  Even Strep didn't affect his appetite.  Sam didn't finish his supper one night, so Luke crawled into his seat and finished it for him.



Luke has started running, and it is hilarious!  He still turns his feet out a little, and he puts his arms behind him and takes off.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Our Weekend

I took very few pictures this week.  Sometimes I just need to put the camera away and enjoy the moments, and this was one of those times.  We didn't do much this week, but it sure was nice to be home with my babies.  I went to school a couple times to set up my room, and I spent more time cleaning up after the boys than I did working.  I shelled and put up almost ten gallons of butter peas. We went to visit Nana and Frank.  And we swam in the pool.  Poor Sean had to work long hours, and he worked another Saturday.  I have two weeks before school starts, and I'm going to soak up every minute with Sam and Luke.


Sam found Sean's welding hat and work glasses, and he dressed himself.  His shirt is on backwards and inside out.  (He usually does a little better job.)


Luke jumped in the pool with his clothes on, so I just stripped him down.




Both boys have really been interested in the blog books recently.  I will often walk in the den and they'll be flipping through the books. Sam still thinks all of his baby pictures are pictures of Luke.


We bought Sean some new work boots this weekend, and the boys had a big time with them.


Monday, July 13, 2015

Weekend in Jackson

We had the best weekend at Nanny and Daddy Bill's house!  The boys and I went up Thursday afternoon, and Mom and Paul got there not long after we did. The boys got lots of attention from everyone.  Susan came up Friday, and she brought Madison's pool.  Mom and Paul gave Sam a sprinkler for his birthday, and we set that up, too.  They had a big time.  Saturday, the whole family was there, and it was a really nice day.  I got to go to church with Nanny and Daddy Bill Sunday morning while Mom and Paul kept the boys, and then we headed home after lunch.  It was so good to see everyone.  Sam has said all day that he wants to go back to Nanny and Daddy Bill's house.   Me too!  I treasure those family get-togethers.