

We played in the playroom for a bit, and then it was time to take him back. The nurse just held out her arms, he went right to her and sat with her on her hip while she finished talking to us. (That never happens with Brighton. He's the "drop off and hide" kind of baby.) So finally she took him away and we went out to the waiting room to wait.
The surgery was successful and I got to go back when they were just waking him up. He never cried. He talked a bit, drank some juice, threw it up, and dozed for a bit. After we had been in recovery, for a good long time, we got to go home.

He sat in his seat like a big boy, threw up all over everything again, and then fell asleep.

He moaned and slept off and on for about 7 hours and then decided he was all better. Since then he's been up walking, scooting, and acting pretty much like normal. It must be great to be a kid!
Her is Lucy's pretty crib. (I am so glad I found this picture because I took down the crib, moved it into the boys room, and replaced all the purple and pink bumper pads for reds and blues. Then I realized I didn't have a picture of Lucy's crib. 







And here is a poor little leopard that got trampled in the chase.

Notice Will's noodle necklace. He made it in Co-op. He has to wear a necklace everyday. He went shopping with his Paw Paw this summer and got to pick out several pirate necklaces. They eventually all broke. His Paw Paw just sent him some new ones in the mail. He now is always wearing one of them, along with a bead necklace that we can't take off without cutting and he does NOT want it cut off.



