Oh Gosh! Are you kidding me?

This is what I hear from my two-year-old at least 10 times a day now. Can we tell what mommy says when something goes wrong?? And, when she does something that we should look at, she says "look at that". It's not so much what she's saying, but how she says it. Cracks us up every time!

So my poor bebe Evan got RSV a couple weeks ago. He started couhging and stuff on Thursday, and then Friday afternoon, he had a fever of 99.8. I called the doctor's office because I wasn't sure what was too high for a baby. The nurse said we should probably come in because RSV had been going around and if he had it, we would probably end up in the ER over the weekend. Lo and behold, he did have it. To avoid the ER, the doctor put him on oxygen. So Friday night, IHC homecare delivered oxygen. Evan was not happy about the tubes up his nose!

Luckily, he started to improve pretty quickly. the doctor had suggested a few things to keep him from getting an ear infection from all the congestion, but when we went back to the doctor on Monday, he had one anyway. I was pretty surprised because he had been really happy and hardly cranky at all. So, we started a round of antibiotics, to top everything off. This is what my kitchen counter looked like for a week and a half...We took him off the oxygen on Tuesday, and he has been just fine since. There was a possibility of coughing and weezing for up to 2-3 weeks, but after about a week, he was back to perfect. Through all of the trials Ryan and I have been experiencing, we've always been so grateful for our good health, and that of the kids. When this happened, it threw me for a bit of a loop, but I am so grateful that he got over it quickly and is back to being my happy, smiley baby. We've never had any sort of illness with Bella. This was our first ear infection! I have never had to take Bella to the doctor aside from her well-baby check-ups. So, with one sickness under his belt, Evan is officially my sickly child!!

On the same day that I took Evan into the doctor, Feb. 28th, I got a call from my best friend growing up, Kate, that they were going to be taking her dad off life support later that day. So with my baby sick and running a fever, I couldn't hold in the tears anymore. I cried for the man who was my second father throughout my entire childhood. The Lyngle's were my neighbors for almost 20 years of my life. Earlier that week, Steve had an aeortal (sp?) tear and then suffered a massive stroke. With no response to their tests or anything, they decided that it was time for him to go. My sister and I actually happened to be at the hospital visiting when he passed away. My favorite memory of Steve was one day when he came over to our house with a glass of vodka in one hand and the Book of Mormon in the other and was teaching us about "our religion". Sacreligious, yes! Very funny, yes! But seriously, I loved Steve and I have so many memories of him and their family throughout so much of my life. He will be so missed and remembered very fondly.

Needless to say, the last couple weeks have been kind of tough and a little emotionally draining. But we've kind of gotten back on track and we're still having fun! This is Evan, being pretty in pink...

Oh he's gonna hate that picture in about 15 years! And Ryan pretending like he's still sleeping with Evan squirming around on his back...